The Glamorous Life of a Grad Student

Sunday, June 11, 2006

Thoughts

So I've been having like, crazy thoughts all week, as usual.

1. I don't understand why it's so freaking difficult to find a sublet in NYC. Hey anonymous NY reader, let me know if you know anyone subletting a place at a reasonable price for the month of July in NYC. I might even consider BK. LOL, k it's not that bad. I have gotten responses to my boring emails that describe myself and why I want to live in the city for that month.

2. I'm wondering to myself, hey, if I'm working all June, at home for July 4th, and then in NYC, and then back home for August, how the HECK am I going to find an apt in New Haven by August 15th? Um, I don't know. Maybe hire a personal assistant? Not really. I actually thought for a moment today that I could live without a w/d in my apt. I think it was a thought in the right direction. Go me! P in P!


3. So I just had an idea for an article or something. I want to write an article on "the biblical translators that lied and died". Like, the people that misinterpretated the Bible, and were punished mercilessly.

4. Yesterday, in my lazy state of not wanting to go out, not wanting to socialize and hang out, I listened to and watched Baby Cham's "Ghetto Story" multiple times. I'm like obsessed, but I don't want to be. Like, I love the infectious riddim. HOWEVER, I don't like the fact that the riddim goes with these thought provoking lyrics. Some people like that, but I feel as though I shouldn't be all excited about listening to the song when it's talking about Jamaica's poverty, etc.

5. I am very disappointed in Sean Paul. He obviously succumbed to his manager and record label and made the radio version of "Give It Up to Me" something that you would listen to on a kiddie playground. Hello, this song is *supposed* to be the ultimate sex song. Hell, I'd have sex to the album version of the song. Seriously, it's like ooozing with sex, and I feel that it is a travesty that he has created the tamer version.

Time to do hw.

2 Comments:

At 9:21 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

god forbid you live in an apartment without a w/d - the travesty of it all. How would your frail body ever take *walking* to the laundromat. I think you should tell your family (the ones you mentioned about being wise and strong) and especially your grandparents how hard it is to find an apartment you like with all the amenities - I'm sure it will greatly increase their respect of you.

 
At 10:13 AM, Blogger That It Girl said...

Ummm, I happen to work and earn my own money, so why can't I live the life of luxury? Do YOU work 55 hour weeks? HELL no, you spend your free time reading other people's blogs and making asinine comments on their message boards. I recommend that you get a job and move out of your momma's basement. Biatch.

 

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