Ramblings about my writing and current mental state under the cut because nobody cares.
Oh, dear, I’m so sorry that I haven’t been able to get you the HUNDRED FUCKING DOLLARS you need for me to be in your ~~~fancy honors society~~~ but see there’s this thing called MY PARENTS DON’T PAY FOR MY SHIT and pay day is tomorrow, so you can chill your ass until then.
Jesus fucking CHRIST.

I get to see Tess and Kristine and Christie and Haley and SO MANY OF MY FAVORITE PEOPLE TOMORROW AAAAAAAAH.

But right now I have to pack and everything is the worst because packing is the worst.
But there is a unwritten rule if im sitting in the same spot for 2 months, dont be a fuckboy and sit there.
(Source: jayyyare)
Yo, ya’ll.
So, I might have blabbered about this somewhere, but I’ve been a) super busy and b) super sick for a while, but, uh… I’m in New York City right now? I got here a few days ago, and I’ll be here for the next three months interning at somewhere (you know. Eventually. sigh.) and doing an arts immersion thingy through the college.
I am fueled pretty much exclusively by pain, anti-Zionism, and caffeine right now.
I really don’t think I’m answer the question.
I really don’t care.
Bring. It. On.
It totally answers the question using specific examples that I can write about for pretty much forever, which makes it super easy, so WHATEVER I DO WHAT I WANT.
But because this is an anthropology paper, it also means I had to make two paragraphs basically saying I AM EXTREMELY BIASED BUT LET ME EXPLAIN TO YOU WHY AND WHY MY BIAS IS TOTALLY RELEVENT, THE END.
Reasons why I am a historian: see above.

So either I get to take more of the good shit and not get anything done tonight, or, now that it’s worn off and I’ve pinched a nerve in my neck, take Aleve and drink and do my best to get shit written.
I can’t think with the good shit; with a bit of whiskey in my system to smooth out the “oh, fuck, ow” response and some Aleve, I might get some work done. It will also hurt a lot more.
This is the actual worst. I have not been in this much pain since I was dropped and fallen upon last year, around this time.
I hate everything, is the moral of the story here.
Clearly this is going well.

First of all: Really?
Secondly: No, seriously. Really?
Thirdly: Jew-ish does not mean Jewish.
Fourthly: Jew-ish does not mean pro-Israel.
Finally: Zionism is and always was a terrible, terrible idea.

They also thought that nobody knows what’s going on in Guantanamo. Which, uh. Everybody knows what’s going on in Guantanamo, or at least that there are massive human rights violations being done right in front of everyone’s noses. I know it. My country knows it. Your country knows it. They just can’t do anything about it because it’s technically not within US borders, but people know about it. One of my friends wrote a paper about it.

