In Lieu of Anything Substantial

So, I feel like I owe all 2 readers I probably have left an update of some kind, given that I haven't said shit since my diatribe on elevator etiquette (not my best work either. I'm actually considering taking it down.) The problem, of course, is that I don't seem to have anything of great substance to say, so I'm going to try a little experiment where I just start blabbing and see if I can find any diamonds in all of these turds.

It's been a fairly shitty few weeks for Allison, what with her bronchial death cough followed by the death of her grandma. Unfortunately, the trite saying seems to hold true in shitty times as well as good: "when it rains, it fucking pours." Anyway, it was a lonely weekend for the both of us, but I met her at the train station on Wednesday morning and she seems to be doing much better. Her years of Jew-Rage make her a very tough cookie I guess.

Oh, I also got to go see Bad Religion this monday last, which made up for the debacle that was this year's warped tour ("Oh god! Rain! Being an all summer outdoor show traveling around the country, we never possibly considered that we might encounter inclement weather! Planning ahead so we don't have to delay the show for over an hour then switch everything around without telling the audience won't possibly be necessary). I also got to take Megan's concert virginity with this one, and let me say what a show to do it with. Opening with "Fuck Armageddon This Is Hell", then a spectacular combination of new and old songs (including, but by no means limited to "Suffer", "Recipe For Hate", "Come Join us", "The Defense", "New Dark Ages", and my personal favorite addition, "Dearly Beloved"), closing with "Infected" and "American Jesus". I had my tickets for this show about a month and a half in advance and it was completely worth the wait.

In NYU news, I fucking loathe my comparative politics of the near and middle east class. The professor is a big British windbag who prides himself on giving crappy grades, all the while mentally jerking himself off by assigning us things he wrote himself (asshole, you goddamn wrote it, why are we the ones who are reciting it back to you? oh right, you're a pompous windbag.) I just can't seem to do well in this class (I think my grade is presently a C). I know what you're thinking, it's probably because I spend too much time killing my liver slowly and not enough studying. Then explain my A's in Russian, Russian Lit, and International Politics, asshole. Yeah, that's what I thought. The man assigns reading loads that I would consider drastic for 2 combined classes and goddammit I just can't keep up. Apparently, the field of comparative politics is not for yours truly.

I seem to have hit a block on shit to say, so I guess that I'll conclude here for now. Time to get back to my exciting and fulfilling office assistant duties.