2004-09-11 - 12:47 a.m.

There are some days that I am so fucking mature that I don’t even recognize myself.

So hi. Been awhile. Living in a hurricane shooting gallery will do that, folks (all two of you still reading this).

Work has gone insane with our facilities in literal shambles and all the admin monkeys (far too many admin monkeys; I’m talking a bureaucracy of a depressingly Russian level with far too many petty tyrants and tin horn dictators) basically smooshing us displaced faculty into every storage closet and glory hole peppered confessional they can find.

Looks like my 50 year old office mate won’t be fucking his 30 year old girlfriend with my Lord Nelson bust on my desk again anytime soon.

Anyway, I have risen to the occasion and have adjusted to life under wartime conditions with surprising, Churchill-like aplomb, garnering some kudos and leaving me to wonder when the hell did I become such a good little work bee. Damn. I’m a productive member of society. Time was, I wanted to be a urban guerilla who would force, at gun point, all of the character actors in the Magic Kingdom to perform scenes from the works of the marquis De Sade while in costume. Come one, admit that you wanted to see the Little Mermaid boned like a fish. Or Mickey sodomized by Chip, Dale and Goofy. Now, I’m so goddamn wholesome WSAB that the local Young Republicans keep throwing Ann Coulter-esq. whores at me to buy my soul. Fuckers. I told them they could have my vote for nothing less than the real Ann Coulter being sodomized by Chip, Dale and Goofy. With the rocketships from Tomorrow Land. Wrapped in barbwire and dripping Alien acid blood. And with Bush, Cheney, Ashcroft, Rumsfeld, Zell Miller, and the Swift Boat Veterans for Truth being used as the condoms.

Grad school is still the suck. But I suppose any grad school would be the suck at this stage. If Kid E, who is far smarter than I am, finds any post NC schooling the suck, then it’s not just me being an dumbass. On a positive note, I think one of the girls in my grad school class was flirting with me. Of course, this could all be a cunning plan to get my stash of Batman graphic novels. As the tao of Bruce says “It’s a trick. Get an ax.”

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