Columbia is a ghost town! Normally I wouldn’t complain, but campus (not to mention much of downtown) is completely dead. Thank god Lane, Kristin, Monica, Rachel, Craig, Eryn/Rick, Robyn, Nick, Natalie, Mariya, Laura, Anson, and Mark/Emily are staying in town this summer.
Last night, after some Frisbee, very-public-skinny-dipping, and root beer floats, I made Craig watch Blue Velvet. Which reminds me: David Lynch is one crazy fuck. I still don’t quite get it. Anyone have an explanation for this movie? Do tell…
My search for a second part-time job continues: I applied as a night attendant downstairs at U-place, and another lab job in the Medical School. As you know, I have this inability to enjoy any downtime…which is why I will probably burn out in like 2 years. And join my favorite hag, Ms. Bees, living on the street, popping pills, wallowing in urine, and wearing used hefty bags as clothing. Cut to Mugatu declaring, “I give to you: DELELÌCT!”