August 31, 2007
Goddamnit. My life is over. OVER.
At least if I’d gone to Cornell (rank 8), I could have plunged into oblivion, my body becoming part of the beautiful scenery. But if I jump off Holder Tower, I’ll just hit some rich man’s Porsche on Nassau Street.
You just can’t win, sometimes.
August 12, 2007
Mr. Cheney, on Iraq, in 1994:
August 10, 2007
I’ve just been floating in a psychedelic land of tiger-planes and cookie-seductresses. The last few days have been bizarre, to say the least.
Anyway, I’m back home in the US, and will be resuming posting soon. So shut it, Sauhard.
