I'm Not A Bookworm

I've in betweens Saturday activities, and I wanted to leave a note in defense of myself; I don't know how many of you read Vlad's post from the other day, but it's based on pure statistical falseness! The Chaz tries to do no more than 2 hours of homework in a single day,. and so how can I help it if Vlad is only in the common room the one night I decide to catch up in the classes I like better? An error of perception, I tell you!

The classes are going well, but I'm a little weirded out by how much they have in common. I mean, psych classes are all a lot alike, but that's because there isn't enough psych out there to fill two entire classes. But all my social studies classes feel like they're telling the same story. I noticed, in my first week, that something like half my courses have "Gay" in the name, but I don't think I knew just how gay it was going to be. I mean, literally every day is about gay something-or-other; I thought that, maybe, they'd talk about something else once in a while. Not, like, football or anything, but something other than an important supreme court decision, or a hate crime, or the lilting, lisping affect of the modern stereotype.

I'm listening to one of Alan's mixes right now, and that guy is seriously a fucking hippie. I can't listen to this stuff without seeing psychadelic flowers and people running around dancing. All that long hair.... who's going to pick up all those hairs? Seriously, my parents made me listen to this stuff when I was growing up--The Byrds, Simon and Garfunkle, The fucking Beatles--but I didn't think anyone made this music anymore. I asked Alan when most of these songs were recorded, and it's basically all within the last 5 years. You can't not enjoy it. I guess popular bands have forgotten the most basic principle of music : it pretty much always sounds good, unless you do something stupid to make it bad (like screaming, or playing way too loud, or letting computers skullfuck the recording).

Anyway, I'm on foot tonight, so I've got to get walking if I'm going to get there at 11. 11 PM, in case you didn't know, is officially the correct time to arrive at a party that started at 9 PM.

-Chaz