…was my halloween costume in the 7th grade. i used the unitard that was part of my cheerleading uniform and bought a top hat, some gloves, and a cane from the Oriental Trading Company. it was the second catalogue purchase i ever made, after American Girl (i had Samantha).
i have yet to hear of a 7th grade halloween costume more badass than a tap dancing zombie.
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who knew that it wouldn’t be so painful?
wonder if i’ll remember that in a few hours…
Writing a research paper for my Hinduism class is completely altering my perspective on everything. I don’t think people, myself included, really appreciate the depth of understanding required in Religious Studies. especially unspecialized studies.
I’m slowly and not surely pulling myself along…i feel like a tortoise…which might not be bad, since the tortoise won the race.
who knows.
Filed under: Dear Diary
it is terribly difficult to write my most personal thoughts on the internet, and for the precise reason that other criticize blogging. the idea of self-promoting my craziness in the form of therapeutic writing is exciting and terrifying, and i fear coming off as an delusion ego-maniac so much that i haven’t been journaling altogether, online or on paper, and now my life is polluted with spiritual muck…weak self-control, lack of motivation, careless spending, continued inability to do the next right thing…i’m constantly haunted by my conscience, by the image of my potential realized self, by the stronger self i once was…and the thought that i’m just being too hard on myself flashes through my mind, but i would be completely delusional if i convinced myself that were true. i’m scared that i’m fucking up the rest of my life, and i’m not even doing anything bad, per say, and its not that i’m not doing anything good, either. i’m not doing anything excellent, not giving of myself entirely, of struggling and working to become the best that i can possibly be. i’m settling and it feels like quicksand. i’m drowning and i’m terrified i won’t save myself.
i hope the breaking point comes soon, before its too late.
Filed under: books and articles | Tags: cannabis, drug war, Hillary Clinton, legalize, marijuana, Nancy Regean, war on drugs
i’m writing a paper (its on the rabbinic interpretation of Psalm 81:1-6 as presented by James L. Kugel in his essay, “Two Introductions to Midrash.” that means i’m smart.), and my friend Justin is studying for a criminal justice final, and this is what he just read to me:
There is no evidence that marijuana is physically addictive or necessarily leads to the use of harder drugs (Nadlemann, 1997; see also Zimmer & Morgan, 1995). Furthermore, the legalization of marijuana would lead to the separation of the cannabis and hard drug markets so that, in the course of buying marijuana, people would not gain access to harder drugs. Finally, legalizing marijuana would reduce the prison, jail, and probation populations and decrease law enforcement costs considerably.
Like, Duh with a capital D.
Source: The Politics of Injustice: Crime and Punishment in America, 2nd ed., by Katherine Beckett and Theodore Sasson. Thousand Oaks, CA: Sage, 2004. 193.
Filed under: General B.S. | Tags: mental health, Millennium Generation, moving
this week has been a doosey. moved into my new place…rent is $285 a month, its across the street from my best friends (on whose couch i have been living for the past year, essentially), and its NOT my parents’ house. totally maxed out my credit card buying shit for my new room–its pretty much 1/2 IKEA 1/2 Wal-Mart–but its whatevs. I’m in the “Millennium Generation,” I’m supposed to have debt.
