If my motherfucking goddamned network card doesn't start working properly, I'm going to rip it out and throw it in the creek. Period. The words "A network cable is unplugged." are now stricken from my vocabulary and shall be until further notice. I don't know where I'm going to get the monies for another one. I just don't know.
Minkster sent me
The Tao of Pooh!!! (THANKS MUCH, BABE!) I haven't finished
Wicked yet, but I want to start Tao of Pooh.
In all actuality, I haven't even started Wicked. I spent a few nights reading on
In the Belly of the Beast, which is WONDERFULLY written by a man with a 6th grade education who spent the majority of his life in jails or prisons of some sort, and
Pledged: The Secret Life of Sororities. And does this inside look on sorority sisterhood change my very bleak outlook on the cliquishness and supposed superiority/prissiness issues thereof? Hell no. It has worsened my opinion with tales of rapes, drugs, and even the stereotyping of themselves BY themselves. How can I respect that? They and their sisters know about their peers' rapes, drug addictions, and eating disorders, and do they help them? No. They CONDONE them. They're too afraid of hurting their images with having chubby sisters, or with the fraternities and fraternity brothers who rape them, or with sisters who don't party hardy with Bacardi. What little respect I had for them? Defenestrated.
I also bought
Failure to Zigzag from the bargain shelves of
Hastings, as well as
When Will Jesus Bring the Porkchops?. I also brought along one of my favorite authors, Chuck Palahniuk's
Lullaby, which I'm also excited about reading. So much reading material for me to surmount this break, but I figure I can do it considering I ceased to be able to work for the break. I've already read the first chapter in the more obscure Failure to Zigzag and I must say the only thing it has failed to do thus far is impress. Some funny points (which is why I bought it), but I guess I shall give it more of a chance.
I'm so fucking stressed out. I thought this was supposed to have ended with the finals, but no. Now my English teacher wants to fail me (penalty of which, Academic Dismissal for one semester). I can appeal if she chooses to continue with her claims that I didn't turn in my final paper (when in all actuality, I turned it in Thursday when I had arranged it with her). There wasn't exactly one huge thing that contributed to my suck performance in TWO classes. I couldn't afford a graphic calculator and it took the school too long to get me my residual, so I just said "fuck it". English prof is just an English/attendance Nazi. The rest of the grades were A, A, and C. C being the health that one had the impossibility of passing with an A unless you read the fucking material front to back, word for word. I'm leaving my options open for if I don't get to go back next fucking semester. I'll be thoroughly pissed. "For serious."
I don't know what it is about me and electronic devices. In a year or so, I managed to break an lcd screen ($422.92), a graphing calc ($120), a digital camera ($250), two box fans (not "electronic," but electric none the less), and now my network card. Plus my books I had to charge to my credit card. This leaves me with two maxed credit cards, a cell phone payment, a prospective New York trip (which I've decided on and off to go/not to go for the last... month), and the damn incessant unemployment. If I am FORCED to stick around, I guess I can stand to live with mamaw, work the gas station, pay off my credit cards, and work on getting a car.
Ahhh, responsibility. The bane of my existence.