Of Shoes, Bands, Lesbians, Beer, Wrong Exam Times, and Mr. T

This is gonna be a helluva assortment of topics, so get ready for a joyride!

Alrighty, so.. first item on the agenda is shoes, bands, and lesbians. I was at the Arts County Fair (ACF) with a bunch of friends or friends of friends. I agree with Mike's comments (read em here: http://mikeworth.blogspot.com/2005/04/acf-aka-throw-shoes-at-stage-festival.html), but I wanted to add a few things. Yes, Matt Good rocked. The sing-along factor was awesome, as well as the moshing factor (I was in the middle of it, getting pushed and pushing others). Stabilo really stuck out by being just a cool bunch of people. Their covers of Let It Be and No Woman No Cry really stuck out as being something cool to do. A few side notes, though.

Side note 1: When the beer sucks, drink the cider. For $3, I think it's a good deal. And it was cold, not warm. Sure it's a wussy-seeming drink but hey, bad tasting beer, or somewhat ok tasting cider? You pick.

Side Note 2 (pertaining to lesbians and drunk girls): Drunk girls are hilarious. From my high(ly,) drunken observations, they fall into 4 categories.
1. The girls come to and freak the hell out. Like, panicking. This was when I decided to lend a helping hand and yank them out of the mosh pit, because they were that badly freaked out.

2. They turn into lesbians. A good view is had by all.

3. They maul other girls and use em as poles for poledancing routines. Again, a good view is had by all.

4. They do stupid stunts and/or act like desperately in need of sex. This happened to me on New Year's, when this blonde girl grabs my head and starts making out with me. I managed to beat her back (figuratively). One girl kissed my friend's head at the ACF. Another one started stripping (as in, truly bottomless). I very VERY quickly turned around, because she wasn't all that to look at (as a very generous comment), and because of the "HOLY CRAP WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING??" factor. She also was drunk, or actually mentally handicapped.

Side note 3: Stupid people suck. A lot. Throwing shoes at the lead singer is a great way to show love, ain't it? Especially when that love is reciprocated with a threat to up and leave. Then we can REALLY feel the love tonight, eh? Stupid lame-ass retards.

Side note 4: Pot is bad. Don't do it. Second-hand pot in large amounts WILL get you unwillingly stoned. Couple that with beer and cider and you're a candidate for a good hangover.


My second item is beer. Hoegaarden rocks. That is all.
Seriously, as a wannabe beer snob, if there ain't no good beer, don't drink the beer. Drink the alternative. Even if the alternative is some fruity-ass drink that only a girl, or a flamboyantly gay/effeminate guy would dare to drink.


Third Item: Wrong Exam Times suck. Almost like getting screwed in the wrong hole (I'm straiight, so there wouldn't really be an entry point anyways).

So I got my exam times wrong. Instead of spposedly being on the 11th and 18th, they're actually on the 11th and 12th. One exam I think I can blow by easily and get at least a decent mark. The other one, the one on the 11th... well... If I pass, it'll be a frickign miracle. Seriously. This test is gonna be hard. The material is hard. I am so screwed.


Fourth Item: Mr. T rocks even more now. Before, his stint on the A-Team was cool enough, now... check this link out:
Link here

Click the link on the first post, and read the rest of the posts. Absolute Comedy Gold. Mr. T, we love you. You and your too-short camo shorts. You and your non-singing chanting. The MILFs. Ah yes, the 80s suck even more now. The department store ads were bad enough.

Sleep Deprivation, Closet (BD)S&M Habits, and Essays

So.. after a week's worth of force-writing, brainstorming, literate hackery, and much more thigns, I finally have finished not only a 15-page social science research proposal (excluding appendices and bibliography, I also revised my Bipartisanship paper. Goes to show how much willpower I have, and although none of you may know this, that willpower was dredged up from the deepest reaches of my soul. In the end? Finished on time, but I'm suffering from sleep deprivation now. I have now logged >40 hours without sleep. The reward? I'm frickigjn done. Until May. I do not wish to be reminded of this, so shut up peoples if you don't want a good curbstomping.

As promised, I have posted the Bipartisanship paper, and as a bonus, the proposal is also now online. DO NOT FRICKING PLAGIARIZE. DO NOT FRICKING USE SENTENCES. YOU, Mr. Jackass Thief, will be the one that will suffer; not me. No, I do not have to intervene for a metaphysical curbstomping to occur. Your prof will gladly do so on my behalf.

Without further ado, here they are.
1. How Language Can Encourage Extreme Bipartisanship - Don't mind the actual title, or the Draft part.

2. Proposal For Research Regarding The Effect of Media Portrayal of Religion In Media on People - This one is a real monster, and a hard read to boot. Not your standard paper format, so Arts students may find this a challenge at first.

So, enjoy. Have fun. Criticize if you want, for all the good that will do (they've been handed in).

An Inkling; nay, a grain of a plan on what is planned ahead

*gasp* yet another post`by me... this has GOT to be the highest post/month ratio, ever! I'm just giving you guys that care about me a picture of what I plan to write about. Spring break (~1.5 weeks! hooah!) is close, and with that comes free time. As such, without further ado, I present to you a plan.

1. Stuff about love, but it ain't the stuff you might expect.
2. More Church stuff. Institutional and otherwise.
3. A certain problem often mistaken for love, and the problems it causes.
4. Fear. Yes, folks, fear is fun. Once again, expectations might be ruined.
5. Language and Bipartisanship - a paper I wrote a while back, but now revised and re-edited. Possibly the first and last political thing I'll do. Policy may change without notice.

And there you have it. If you don't see my posts by May 15th-ish, you're welcome to kick me and get me to start working.

Anyways, back to my cave for papers. Isn't school fun?