MEMEHUNTER

Fuckwit

There's a moth trying to fly through my window from the inside. If I weren't totally naked and quite comforable, I'd go help it. Ah well, it'll still be there when I drag myself out of bed, I suppose.

Halloween/ birthday party las night. Got a bit drunk and did something predictably stupid. Fool, fool. Trying to keep some sort of postgraduate mystique while surrounded by pesky, relentless undergrads. Instead, got drunkdrunkdrunk and snogged my academic mother. Not technically meant to have academic parents, but being new apparently makes me fair game. Then panicked, lost sense of a) perspective and b) humour and got locked into that old "it's very simple; either you find me attractive, or you don't" debate, which is always a sure sign you're about to upset someone (why give a peson only one way out of a situation? It's just mean) AHH. I think, at one point, she told me that I was trying too hard to be a psychologist.

Bollocks

Maybe I'll go for my academic dad next time. Just for giggles.


And mymymy, aren't undergrads strange beasts? It's the force of their personalities that's so hard to deal with. They thrust their identities in front of them like some sort of physical barrier such that you can't actually see who they are for all the information they broadcast.

I'm sureI was the same. I know I was. It's weird to get a handle on whatl me and all my friends must have been like, though.

posted by Memehunter @ 11:24 AM