Currently Reading The Bell Jar : A Novel (Perennial Classics) By Sylvia Plath see related

I'm so damn tired I really shouldn't be writing anything at the moment, but here goes. I was up til 3 last night packing and talking with one of my best friends--she spent a semester in Ireland, so I hadn't seen her in forever. I beat her at chess and scrabble and we discovered the disgusting definition of the damn MONTH...

Main Entry: Bang's disease
Pronunciation: 'ba[ng]z-
Function: noun
: BRUCELLOSIS; specifically : contagious abortion of cattle caused by a bacterium of the genus Brucella (B. abortus) called also Bang's 

I can see the cow fetuses flopping out en masse. Teve and I thought about the noise it all must make...sort of a *shthp...plop* anything more drawn out would imply higher impact force...I mean, imagine a cow aborting from an airplane...you'd have a completely different set of sounds, from the accellarated drop to the meaty thud. But such conjecture begs the question: would an aborted cow fetus bounce? If so, I'm thinking *woosh! THUD...smack...smack...SPLAT*

So now that you all think I'm totally insane, I'd like everyone to know that I'll be at school in less than nine hours!!! I'm so excited!

My dad told me he couldn't wait to see how I decorate my room in McCrady. I told him it'd be messy as hell by the time he got there. It reminded me of an incident first semester. I once "pursued" someone who attached a great deal of significance to cleanliness. She said "your room is a pig sty" with her pretentious hands on her pretentious hips. Of course, HER room was immaculate. By that time I'd had quite enough. I asked her "what grades do you have?" She replied "three Bs, one C." I put on a shit-eating grin and said "well, some of us just have better things to do with our time than clean. I'd rather have a 4.0 and a pig sty, frankly--which I do."A consistently clean room is a sign of a poorly prioritized--if not sick--mind.

So yeah. To the car. TO SCHOOL!!!

Good piece,

Josh