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I’m taking a brief break from “homework” (ha) to post this entry. I’m in the living room eating, and everyone else is in there (mother, father, and the rat), which is an immediate no-no. In that infinitely calm (and infuriating) voice my father has, he says, “So what’s going on with your chores lately?” He goes on to state that mother told him that I haven’t cleaned the house in weeks and never do the dishes. After I explain it all away (and apparently my mother told him that I didn’t clean house today, and he extrapolated that I haven’t done it in weeks, which is not true), I find…

I’m still listening to “Dream On”, and the question hit me: Do I have dues in life to pay? Dues because of the way I treat people, the lies I have told, my beliefs, my station in life (socioeconomically speaking), my race, etc.? Sometimes I feel like I’m nice to a person just because I feel that I should be nice to someone today. Is that a “due” because of my beliefs and feelings about people? Maybe not; I’m not sure that it’s big enough to be a due. It doesn’t take too much effort ot be nice to one person a day, does it? …Half my life’s in books’…

I’m listening to “Dream On” again, repeatedly, as I am wont to do. Work blew today, and I have to do all my homework (except a single essay) tonight. Woo-friggin’-hoo. I work with a guy that may be the most delicious-looking teenager I have ever seen. He’s kinda a jerk, but he’s funny in a harsh sarcastic way. But it’s not at all his personality I am interested in. I love the way he walks, the bone structure of his face, and the muscularity of his body (“muscularity” is actually a word; I just looked it up). He has a pretty deep voice (for a white guy), and beautiful blue…

Work was a deluge tonight, and it will be again tomorrow. And I have still done no homework. I think I am going to look Tuesday for a new job, particularly at Books a Million. I can’t take this shit anymore; I completely understand Cory in his apathy–and he’s newer than I. How I hung in there so long is beyond me. I’m listening to Aerosmith’s “Dream On” right now, and although the lyrics are just odd (and the voice it not at all the Tyler voice I am used to), the music is just freaking me out. Something about those mellow, laid-back crescendoes (in music and vocals) that give…

I decided to start a little “blog” of my own, after reading the overly dramatic crud my buddy Micah posts at cry_me_a_river.blogspot.com. Although my life isn’t nearly so interesting as his (or those of his friends), I would still like to chronicle what goes on in the day-to-day life of a nerd, namely yours truly. I suppose I should first lay out who my friends/acquaintances are, and their relationships to me. Not at all an easy task, given that I am not a very social person and find myself easily capable of spending weeks with no contact with anyone, alone with my books, thoughts, music, and computer. And yet there…