Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit!
I worked two days straight on an exam for my Egyptology class and now, when it’s due, right before class, I can’t get there! My car needs a new water pump and everyone’s taken every other car that lives here!
I hope to God that Dr. Ewa accepts the exam I just sent her by e-mail, otherwise I am screwed. Dammit. I hate situations like this.
§ As you get older, the ghosts become more real than anything else.
§ Under the leaves, soil. Under the soil, stone. Under the stone, souls.
§ Radically empowering individuals in society may be the worst mistake we ever made.
§ Want to be a radical? Refuse to suffer. Then, wait for the assault.
§ Goodbye 2017, part two. (The real part.)
§ Sometimes you find home where you’ve never been—and you dwell where you aren’t.
§ The self can’t play Atlas for postmodernity because science is now supernatural.
§ Rehab is universal. So is history.
§ Identity, transcendence, and tactics.
§ Untitled. (a.k.a. Pretty faces, new old photos.)