Is it odd that I'm relatively happy, slowly winding my way through my Const notes? Ever so much happier and more productive than when I was painfully working my way through my GLB essay?
My darling Muse has finally buttoned her lip. ::pets her:: Hope she's still there when I'm done school, but for now her silence is golden.
How very odd for a feminist to be typing away and humming along to Guns'N'Roses "Back Off Bitch". Wonder what Andrea Dworkin would've thought of this. Little blips of thoughts on feminism have been dancing across the back of my consciousness, sparked by
damned_colonial's announcement of Dworkin's death and a bunch of stuff that's come up around it.
No place for the thoughts to go, mind you. They're just sort of there.
Wonder if they'll go keep my Muse company while I ignore them both. And whether they'll find one another charming and go shag in a corner while I do my schoolwork.
Hope they don't get too comfortable with each other - they might bugger off on me once I'm done school, and I'll miss them.
Ooh, maybe they could have a fight! Mud-wrestling!
Um, right. Never mind, move along, back to work, everyone.