Negative ping!

I aM sO nEuRoTiC aNd HaVe ToO mUcH wOrK tO bE dOiNg, So WhY aM i BlOgGiNg?

Another go, or so they say...

But they never really say that anyhwhere, do they? Geordie and I cast my play tomorrow. Well, I should probably say that we have "designs" to cast our play; the auditions are tomorrow (actually today if you want to be technical, past midnight and all). I have some definite major anxieties right now. The first is concerning school: Must do much more research on Jude the Obscure and actually finish it with my comments, and brush up on some Bakhtin and Medvedev, etc...understand Derrida, as the thai said, "phuket"! (2) I must work on a paper on Manon Lescaut in French; donce, je repris "Phuket!" (3) Go to that thing in Weslaco Texas for TFA with ASB to work with LII who are SOL in the USA...a bit touchy for the reprisal... (4) finish (start) my reading journal for my borderlands class, not too bad but an awful class... (5)Graduate with departmental honors bitch and study in France money straightening out, etc... (6)find true love (7)find a steady job (8) Family, etc...
But where does it end, hopefully nowhere, I hope I get that internship--It a "Phuket" that the Thai restaurant Zen Zero has been utterly disappointing (having only been there twice, and the last time being qutie long ago, so I have no idea wh I am saying this)...it's owned by a Nepali, I think. But my point is that I am saying a big 'phuket' to the anxiety surrounding the production of a play I wrote, it's utterly frightening. I keep wanting to think up pseudonyms in case people hate the play. I tried anagrams the other day with Geordie; the best I came up with was W(illiam). B(utler). Rude Van Rod. (from andrew dubrov)...anyway, its late and this is starting to branch out into word mush...absolutely ridiculous.

Breugel's adventures may be moved to the SWA,T (Student Writers Association, The) website, which I will post a link to when I am not so much a lazy sonuvabitch.

Ciao,
Dru