| I hate to write.
My thoughts are never given justice.
My writing is a disgrace compared to my thought bubbles.
After reading a bit on philosophy, it dawned on me (I don't know what "it" is, probably reality) that I have been a natural philosopher since I was in grade school. I ask and pose questions and scenarios to myself about the world around me that so snugly fit within the realm of metaphysics, ethics, and epistemology. Why am I finding this out with less than a year to my graduation date? I wish I could stay in college until the day I die. I guess I could, if I died soon. I can't believe I'm saying this, but I wish I lived the life of Buster Bluth.
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| I am once again ashamed to be labeled an American.
How ironic that this next blow arrive to closely to the anniversary of our American manifesto.
I huddle in my shadowed corner for a reason. Bush commuted Scooter Libby.
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| Summer. Summer. Summer. Your arrival as been must anticipated.
Went to Maryland for a vacation. It was splendid!
This weekend is going to be an old fashioned summer doodaa. Known only from back before I had commitments and responsibilities. Sorry boys, you're on hold for another week.
I'm off to put water in the pool and make paper mache` balloons. Then it's booze for Ms. 22.
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| Here are a few facts from one of my favorite books, 50 Facts That Should Change the World (but unfortunately, don't)
Convenience, vanity, and greed are killing this planet and the flora and fauna who it mothers.
Fact: People in industrialized countries eat between 13 and 15 pounds of food additives every year.
Fact: Cars kill people every two minutes.
Fact: A third of the world's population is at war.
Fact: Some 30 million people in Africa are HIV-positive.
Fact: Ten languages die out every year.
Fact: A kiwi fruit flown from New Zealand to Britain emits five times its own weight in greenhouse gases.
I want to write them all. . .they are all so horrifying and important to realize.
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| Murder by Death soon.
Birthday soon.
Parents coming up soon.
Midterms soon.
Sleep.....seems so far away.
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