My Interest In Everything Is Waning

I have to do the reading for my politics class tomorrow, the professor told us Tuesday that we were having a quiz on the material. He then layed out exactly what it was on, to the question. He then said, in so many words, that the people who weren’t there at that point (half a dozen students) were screwed.

It’ll be the first time I’ve read all of the reading since the first assignment. It’s really dry, drawn-out discussion about race, ethnicity, “primordialism.” A lot of it so far has been talking about obscure groups living in present-day Nigeria, or the Pacific Islands.

I got my last shipment of books from Amazon. Most of them were books for the politics class, hopefully the books will be a bit more entertaining.

I have a fair amount of stuff to do for my other class. And I really should at least draw up a rough proposal for my article in the alt. college rag. It’ll be an opinion piece on the recent elections in Iraq. Hint: inconsequential, largely symbolic.

But otherwise, I’m still sort of just going through the motions. The weather is still nice, but I think it’s suppose to be cloudy tomorrow. Which will mean a drop in temperatures.

Modest Mouse — The Stars are Projectors
In the last second of life, they’re gonna show you how
How they run this show, sure, run it into the ground
The stars are projectors, yeah
Projectin’ our lives down to this planet Earth
The stars are projectors, yeah
Projectin’ our minds down to this planet Earth
Everyone wants a double feature
They wanna be their own damn teacher, and how
All the stars are projectors, yeah
Projectin’ our lives down to this planet Earth