Well. It's only 10:36. This has been one of the longest days (week and month) of my life. Surely, I cut my hair about 3 weeks ago, but the greys are always the fastest to grow back. I unequivocally sold my life to a bank today by accepting the loans that I need to attend graduate school here at Boston College. Of course, it is worth it, but fuck. That's about as far as I get when I think about it: fuck. Also, it rained here all day, and was cold, and I had to take a midterm first thing this morning. All of this might explain why I have been drinking for the last 5 hours. Oh, and they are calling for snow tomorrow. I guess a glimmer amongst all of this is that I got my absentee ballot notarized today, and I wrote 2 pages on my Imagination paper, so 6.5 pages down, 7 to go. I just had an immediate realization that I might have to insert some fluff into this paper, as I expected the exigetical portion to be at least 11 pages. Shit.
In other news. I saw Deerhoof last Thursday night. It was a badass show at a bar called The Middle East over by Harvard and MIT. Just a little comparison as to clubs and alcohol between Boston and Denton. There was about 200 people at this (sold out) show. Normally, at Boston College I don't see many people who look familiar to me (compared to Dentonites). Well, The Middle East might as well have been Haley's with two bars and a bigger floor. Draft beers ran about 4 to 6.50. Personally, I was drinking Budweiser from the can for 2 dollars. Hey, don't hate, I had to pay 8 dollars for parking. But, all in all, it was a positive experience, though 29 degrees in the middle of October is definitely an odd experience for me.
Oh, I bought my plane ticket this weekend: officially, I will be in Texas December 16th through January 7th. If you are reading this then I probably want to see you, so do your best to contact me in that time frame! If you are reading this and don't want to see me then I don't know what to say; you are living a conflicted life! I plan on spending most of the time (read just a little more than half) in Garland with my family, and the rest in Denton. My vehicular situation is suspect at this time, but I'm sure it will work itself out. I will definitely be in Denton December 17th: my brother Jonathan will have just turned 21 and I will be bringing him to Denton to get him stupid-drunk. Be there!
Sometimes I wonder at the barries that we put up to deter communication and relation between ourselves and other people. Whether it be something as artificial as a cellphone, or something as constructed as a fake persona, the idea is still the same: we don't want people to come into our lives. True, we let them experience a little, or maybe even a lot of our fabricated selves, but the conscious act of commitment is foreign to us. We do not let people in because we are scared of what the means: they will take part of us with them and our self will disappear in the singularity of an "us." Try it. See how hard it is to meet someone this week. And not just small talk, but really, try and get to know them. Our society is moving in the direction in which everyone exists inside their own artificial and technological worlds and human interaction will be superfluous, and at best, a bonus. We are finding it more and more appealing to try and find our humanity in our differences rather than sameness in our humanity. It troubles me.
Daylight is the enemy,
--Philip
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