Comic Books, Drag Race, & Life in New Zealand
by krisis
Don’t ask me how it happened, because i don’t know. One minute i was sorta leaning on my sink, and the next we were both in a heap on the floor. I managed to mount the sink on the wall again, but the pipe below it refuses to quite line up. And i forget which apartment the handi-man lives in. Crap. Well, i only need that sink for hand-washing and tooth-brushing, both of which could easily be moved to the kitchen. What a life…
by krisis
Anyhow, obviously i’m getting less and less literate as the hours tick. I am trés excited about the developments surrounded my soon-to-be-recorded disc. So, errr… now i’m off to read Nietzsche and get some sleep. Yes, i’m a big fuckin’ academic like that. But, seriously, Nietzsche is incredible … just read his preface to on the genealogy of morality one day. Yum. bedtime.
by krisis
Dude, i just updated my resumé, and it turns out that i’m qualified to be a CEO or something. Maybe president. The amount of stuff i crammed into Freshman year is sick … totally sick. I’ll be making mad mad money when i head out to my Co-Op Job in just four more months … mo’ money, baby!
by krisis
Did i mention that a random Fraternity trying to get a foothold at Drexel was referred to me as a potential startup member through Student Activities? I thought it was rather ironic, considering that half of the people on campus seem to think i’m gay, and the other half know i’m a feminist. At first i honestly thought it was one of those oft rumoured gay-frats and i was entirely prepared to be offended at the fact that S.A. assumed i was gay, but it turns out to be a very well connected national organization with an excellent reputation. Of course, that just makes me dislike them more. I agreed to meet with them for some information and possible dinner on Thursday night (i plan to be home for will & grace, don’t worry)(gee, why does everyone think i’m gay?), but i’m pretty much prepared to give them a thanx-but-no-thanx. Aside from my disdain towards traditional Greek organizations (my fraternity is co-ed, and technically not greek), i honestly don’t have the time or the interest to be a charter member of a new Fraternity. If i truly wanted to be in a Frat, i’d just join AXP, which is by far the most respected one here at Drexel. Of course, if i lived in a frat-house it’d be a lot harder to sneak all the freshmen boys up to my bedroom :p
by krisis
God willed me to wake up in time for class today. Or, more accurately, i went to sleep around 5:30am, and barely woke up to move to the couch at 8am, but before hope was lost for my attending class this morning, the maintenance men showed up pounding on my door. It seems that our incessantly clacking radiator (which can keep a beat to Ani’s “How Have You Been” perfectly) is dripping onto the floor and down into the apartment below us. This function is apparently a ‘value added’ one, since it is in addition to the hellish temperatures the radiator (one of four) provides. They didn’t manage to fix it, of course, but i at least made it to Theory class and back. And that’s a start.