migblog

i have a feeling you know exactly what i'm talking about when i say everything's starting to blur together, and that magical glue that holds it all there is this thing we all hate called stress.

i'm probably going to do very, very horribly in my linguistics midterm tomorrow -- i haven't been to class in a week and a half, and the material's not getting any easier. on top of that, there's a homework assignment due in lab next week, and there's a final project and a research paper due in two weeks that i'm just dying to avoid, but can't.

alongside the academic duties, there's layout for the magazine, and there's this great thing called high school band day that pits the cal band with 2000 other high school students during one of our home games. mind you, not only are we all swamped with logistical nightmares, but we're also trying to desperately learn an "easy" one-week show that otherwise would fall apart. (it didn't help that it rained yesterday and today.)

i'm kind of glad, though, that i'm starting to feel that temperature right when i know i'm cooking. i am a great worker under huge amounts of pressure, and nothing says pressure better than t-minus three weeks and counting for everything that's eventual insanity.

the big game against stanfurd is coming up soon, which means i'll be in seattle the week before, working on the research paper due later that week for city and regional planning. i've made it easier on myself (my paper topic is "corporations and public opinion on film: globalized markets") because all my research is in four movies that riles up every liberal i know: fahrenheit 9/11, the corporation, yes men, and roger and me. it should provide for an awesome couple of days when i finish up my "research" and probably cap it off with an "i hate the republican agenda so go watch outfoxed and fuck some ann coulter shit up" paragraph in my paper.

on the subject of the republican agenda, while we're at it, i'm thoroughly disappointed by the election results, and it's not exactly like i can go do something about it by myself -- i'm going to have to grin and bear it for the next four years.

i've heard not just from david letterman but also from a number of people who have suggested the secession of the blue states in the electoral map to canada. and in every case, there was nervous laughter, and a hint of seriousness. if you look at it all, the democratic states all ended up on the west coast (washington, oregon, california and hawaii), new england, and the lake states (except for ohio <-- fucking dicks! and indiana).

it says something when the capital of the country decides to vote 91% against the incumbent president.

there were so many of us so dejected after the results were in. i remember people calling at four in the morning, screaming, crying. i saw people almost wanting to rip their hair out when florida went to the red side. and definitely much, much more when john kerry went ahead with his concession speech, obviously trying to hold it back.

watch me get persecuted for this when another revised version of the patriot act comes around.

i think it's pretty funny that people in middle america are more afraid of butt sex than they are with the loss of social security and health care, terrorism, and how the world-at-large views us as a country.

now that eleven states have banned same-sex marriages, it's kind of appaling to know that sexual orientation is still a giant factor in everyday life in america. but i think it gives us hope, the young people of today, the ones who grew up watching the power rangers defend the rights of everyone in angel grove, the ones who grew up singing along to rocko's modern life, the ones who idealistically registered to vote as soon as we had the chance, the ones who decided that we won't let our voices be silenced, the ones who know in the back of our minds that we can change things if we just plan accordingly, it gives us hope that we know we have an america we can look forward to where nothing's an issue, from sex to race to religion to sexual orientation to anything we put ourselves to.

there's still hope. it just sucks that it's four years away.

and with that, ladies and gentlemen, your president you finally elected.

posted by Open Source Food @ 6:41 PM