i'm really starting to hate this literature class, man. i mean, really. i like the stories we read. love them, actually...i'm dreading moving on to poetry (there is very little poetry i like). the short story is a nice medium. lots of southern writers we're studying. so yes, it's not the material or even colonel sanders i don't like. it's these people in class, you see. the ones who laugh at fictional characters in a story. characters i relate to. i guess laughing at something that is entirely fictional has to indicate some severe insecurity, but isn't sympathizing with the same character sort of the same (in that opposite way, like love vs. hate)? if we were the story, i would be riabovitch and those guys behind me would be the other officers in the camp who think they're so great because they get all the ladies.

i'm actually ahead in something for once in my life. these journals aren't due until friday and guess when i did them. go on. did you guess "yesterday"?. can you believe it? i guess having a boring job will make an over-acheiver out of me yet.

for anyone wondering, it's probably not a good idea to drunkenly snatch the phone from a friend who happens to be talking to your ex-whoever and say "lemmie talk to 'em". because you know what? they're going to sound different than how you remember, and there's probably not going to be enough to talk about to warrant your interrupting the real conversation anyway. you will probably feel like a fool, and saying goodbye will be painfully awkward. i mean, it's not a terrible idea. it'll just leave you feeling as though you'd just taken a big gulp of perrier when you thought it was going to be sweet tea.

also it's not a good idea to start talking about sex and marraige at bed time. you will think it's a good idea. it might even be one of those great times where you really have a heart-to-heart with your current-whoever, the kind that is unexpected and doesn't turn sour like it so easily could given the subject matter. but i promise, regarless of when you decide to end the conversation, you will wake up on less than four hours' sleep. you should probably just jot down some notes and discuss it over dinner tomorrow.