Purpose

This morning I awoke at 7am to find out that I didn't have work. That started the day on a good note.

I was really productive on the last paper I am writing. One more day and I should be done.

I went to that meeting for Media Justice Fund/May First to represent paper tiger. I was introduced as 'the newest tiger'. It was really cool to brainstorm and be sort of non hierarchical with people working toward a common cause. My new 'boss' is really sweet and really allows for creativity. This is a sort of outlet where I can be creative, in a way and learn a lot from a variety of different people who are educated and worldly. I am really excited about volunteering/interning/networking/making a difference in the world.

I have just recently gotten this burst of confidence, where I realize that this is a big city and you gotta make yourself stand out in one way or another in order to get ahead in any way.

I think I am gonna make a video about the overmedication of America. Muahaha

Productivity

Yesterday was productive. I wound up cutting my first class and finishing a paper! Yay! One down and two to go! After I had just finished and was still up by school, I was starving, and wanted to not cook myself dinner. Kim and Lisa were busy, but luckily Eric texted me at just the right time and we caught up at the sandwich spot by school.

After dinner, I got off the subway by my house and this lady was passed out on the steps at the subway station. She almost looked like she was dead. I came down later to get back on the subway and she was gone. I guess she needed to take a little nappy. I can't imagine sleeping on that dirty, nasty floor. She didn't look homeless either. Which was weird.

Jeff and I met up for a quick drink or two at Union Pool. As always, great conversation.

Procrastination=Defecation

Today is the day!

I have no desire to do any work on this paper, but I must, as I have a draft due for Monday and my prof needs to sign a paper, saying its good enough for me to graduate. I guess I should go to the cafe cause there's less there to distract me. But I am broke as a joke and can't even afford a 1.75 coffee. Ugh. I hate having no income and having so much to do. Is it too much to ask to have an IV With coffee running through it straight into my veins?

Give and hour, get an hour.

Saturday night I went to Sara's Halloween party. It was fun to see some old familiar faces. It was funner to see the fight that went down.

Best costume award goes to Greg, who was dressed as a Hi-C juice box. He said the costume came to him in a dream, which is even better.

Sunday I went back into the city with mom. We got some delicious vegetarian dinner at Hummus Place and then went to see Fuerabrutza. It was a really exciting show. Like moving modern art. It had some pretty strong messages which I liked.

Basically, what I got out of it was that we are constantly moving and nothing is permanent. Shit happens. Work is boring and pointless and everyone just wants to dance. It is more fun to break down walls, especially when those walls have confetti inside and you can dance in it as it falls on you.

Another idea conveyed was that dreams are sacred. Everyone can be happy in dreams, but can't always be happy in real life.

The coolest part of the show was the huge piece of clear vinyl that covered the audience that had the likes of a pool on top of it. It had anywhere from 1 to 4 girls swimming and playing on it. At certain points the "pool" would lower and we could touch it. I really wish it was my job to swim in a pool like that.

The worst part about the show was the pain in my neck from looking up a lot. However, I liked how the audience had to move around the room during the show and that there were volunteers, it made it more interactive.

Today was spent writing a kick ass draft for a paper due on Thursday. It really made me like writing again. I fell off the paper writing wagon recently because I was taking so many art classes that didn't require term papers. This paper is about the de-secularization of society because or from the media (movies, TV, music and the commercialization of Christmas) with reference to Weber and Durkheim. It really made me want to write a book with Kate about Religion, Gender and the Media. I think we could totally pull it off and have Columbia publish it.

Anyway, tomorrow is elections. I am SO happy this messy campaign is almost over. I think I want to watch it on TV tomorrow after I vote, just to get it out of my system once and for all.