you carted me off to your detox center aiming for normalcy (and now I have a new addiction)

Wow, my mind is completely somewhere else tonight.

So, I registered 18 hours, but they're not the classes I wanted to take AT ALL (seeing as how classes started yesterday (now) and nothing is left but scraps). I left breathing room to drop classes I'm not fond of. I've emailed the teachers of my original classes asking for overrides and I need to email the teachers and tell them the classes MAY BE tentative and I won't be in Richmond until Wednesday. At least.

Thus far, my classes stand as thus:

1. College Algebra (again)


2. Introductory Biology (yum)


3. Survey of Art History II (could be interesting after The Da Vinci Code?)


4. Cinema History II (WOO!)


5. Beginning Aikido (I wanted Yoga, goddammit!)


6. General Chemistry I


7. Advanced dance Technique & Production

So I know its a little much right now, but I DID leave room to drop a couple of 3 hour classes if need be.

Went to Barnes&Noble and indulged. I can never leave there without buying something. Bought Tao Te Ching for further reading on Taoism. I also bought a few cheap classics that I haven't read, "The Picture of Dorian Gray" (Wilde), "Candide" (Voltaire), and "The Metamorphosis and Other Stories" (Kafka). I bought these all upon suggestion of other friends and found them for buy 2, get 1 free, so I mumbled, "Oh, wtf..." and commenced to shuffling books on the shelf.

I noticed today that things seem to be swirling around me like I'm the only technicolor object in a spinning spherical globe of monotonous gray. Like I'm going far too fast, oblivious of my surroundings. Perhaps everyone is moving far too fast and everything just feels slow and insignificant?

Why is it that I tend to attempt to turn everything into an artistic endeavor?

Bah. Getting up at 8:30am has drained me.

I have to get up earlier and make a few calls.

Adieu.