Out of Egypt:

life, good and bad

I like earplugs; they're like a personal pocket-sized EQ.

I don't like people who don't know to shut up when bands are playing at a show. Even if it were Joey James and the Vomit Patrol, I still wouldn't have a conversation over them. Unless it was a coffeeshop and the people came with the intention of being background music. Which I never understood.

I really don't like the idea of writing a 7-page Contemporary Lit paper entirely on Monday (well, into Tuesday morning technically). Hopefully this won't be an all-nighter, but that seems likely. 3 this semester - that would definitely be record. (This isn't a sign of greater difficulty in my classes, I think - just greater irresponsibility on my part.) And finals are still weeks away. Over Thanksgiving, I shall get my act together. I have a funny feeling it all starts with laundry...

Song lyric that characterizes my life: "I've been making those to-do lists, but nothing gets crossed out." - Bright Eyes