Working again, and it's getting tricky balancing the amount of work coming through. There's a presentation to do next thursday, and I'm tired already. Barely know what I'm meant to be presenting on. Wondering how I'll endure another 11 weeks, before I break from uni. well, there is one thing that'll keep me going, but if people actually start coming out in the city, maybe that drive won't be there anymore.
I've changed my MSN tag to Victa - cutting grass since 1952, and even gone to the effort of finding the logo for a picture. It's not about pride in what I've done, it's a reminder. If I've learnt anything studying history in high school and politics at uni, it's that peoples don't forget wrongs committed centuries ago - why should they forget those done comparatively yesterday? (the answer is: to stop the bloodshed. At some point, some brave soul stands up and says: "this is fucking stupid!" and gets shot by the people who reckon war's fun.)
Sigh. Jenna's going and I'm destined to work a NIN concert. probably should listen to a bit to make the night more fun, but I'm just hooked on the Beatles atm. 101 songs and counting. It'd just be so surreal to see her, one of the real people among all the plastics at terrigal. Odds on if you read this, you're real too. and there are real people out there. but terrigal? real people? fuh-gedda-boudit.
posted by Keegan at 6:44 pm
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