Paper Writing

It's for the weak and morally decrepit.

The arrival of this weekend will be a massive relief, and hopefully a massive success. Then the simple matter of a final on Wednesday and I'm done for the semester. I miss just taking final exams... these term papers are killer.

It's funny how now that I'm under even more pressure than before, my attitude is so much more positive and happy-go-lucky. That's just how I operate I suppose. I was talking to Marius and Michael the other day about Marius's CS group project. His group members have consistently done absolutely nothing all semester despite the many deadlines the group agreed upon. Now that everything is coming to a close they're all suddenly working and sending Marius project components to compile. I think most people get more and more concerned about failing the more likely it is to happen. My friends and I, we care less and less about the prospect of failure the more likely it is. That doesn't mean we want to fail, just that it doesn't bother us as much when it's staring us in the face. This probably only applies to academic pursuits though, I don't think this paradigm works as well in other aspects of our lives.


Sometimes I get the urge to post song lyrics in my blog. Then I remember that I don't do *that*, and that I'm better than *that*. lawl.

That was a bit of a non sequitur I suppose. It comes out of one of the classes I'm writing for. My paper is a cultural criticism of Year Zero by NIN. I've been seriously delving into the album over the past few days, which I hadn't done in a long time. It's amazingly good stuff.


Also, my plan to become a senator from the fine state of Illinois has run into a slight obstacle. Too bad. Yeah Blagojevich, you're doing it wrong, and no, sir, this isn't a joke.


Ok, enough procrastinating.