Im feeling a little lightheaded from the Clinging Disinfectant Cleaner. I cleaned the skanky bathroom tonight for lack of better things to do, even though the damn sponge-mop thing is broken. Those fucking chemicals burn the throat. Why can't we just live with mildew? Who does it really hurt? At least it won't give me cancer... probably. Tomorrow is errand day. Buy stuff, mail stuff, arrange stuff, deal with financial aid... etc. Saturday, i move to the woods. I move to the woods... wow. I thought the day would never come.
Today, i started cleaning out my Knox Nthome account, something i'd been putting off for two and a half years. I went back and read a bunch of shit i wrote for FP. I have changed so much in the past few years, i can hardly believe it. Well, i was just as cynical and sarcastic then as i am now, but my politics are extremely different from that scared 19 year old's. The strange thing is, going back and reading, i don't see his perspective as unreasonable or naive at all. I find it hard to not agree with him. I knew nothing then, and i conjectured with one opinion, i know nothing now, and i conjecture with a different opinion. And now im going to move to the woods.
At least, after Green Oaks Term, i will know something: how to differentiate big bluestem from little bluestem from indian grass; how to identify a starling by its call, how to... how to... live in a commune... f'rkrissakes i'm moving to a commune in two days.
Please forgive the livejournal-esqe entry. If i gave in and got myself a livejournal, i guess i wouldnt have to bother you with this shit, but i don't want a livejournal. Blogger is way cooler.
P.S. Everybody reading this has to come visit at least once next term. No excuses. Even for Zach. Teleport damnit.
Current mood-- anticipatory
Current music-- Ben Folds Five: Brick