Warning: This post is a report on my life. I don't do this very often, but if you nevertheless cannot stand the occasional inside reference, then go to sleep. Now.
On the summer internship front, I have unofficially failed to get into IRIS, and probably will not make NIH or the Geophysical Laboratory. Reluctantly playing the connections game has led me to another set of internship opportunities, which appear freakishly difficult to secure. However, I am encouraged by the fact that I have something to do next year: Professor Harman said that I can help out with CHEM 1810! (Insert hysterical outburst about the SIS here.) All that remains to be seen is if I will become a true TA...
After I gave up on my chemistry lab report discussion at around 0400 last Thursday night, I ran a YouTube search for "liberty". I came up with, among other things, the Philosophy of Liberty. It explains the concepts of self-ownership, the social contract, and the libertarian society, and is very elegantly written. Also, the animation is set to trippy music, which is stuck in my head due to Évariste playing it all weekend. It sounds like flying, and as Évariste commented, "progress".
I am attending the "Veritas" forum tomorrow (it is not Monday until I wake up!) and Tuesday in the capacity of an investigative reporter, where some famous deluded Christian will talk about the human condition and truth and other such things that religion is unfit to touch. Évariste and I saw a chalked ad that read: "Is there a person behind your performance? Veritas..." He said that he wished he had a piece of chalk so that he could write, "No, I own my own life," and proceeded to comment on the need for an organised, outspoken atheist group on Grounds. I consider Évariste's transformation from Christian to disillusioned Christian to shaky atheist to "militant" atheist to be a great triumph of reason and liberty.
Speaking of Évariste, things have generally been going well, especially after the instatement of the List system. The Plan is more than 90% finished, assuming I can count on promised donations. I am getting three pictures of myself painted, not to mention a new rose, after we lost the first one through "the initiation of force or fraud to take honestly acquired property".
UPDATE (23 Mar): We bought a Pink Promise, the official rose of the National Breast Cancer Foundation. It's a bush rose, however, not a miniature. Hehehe.
Did I mention that if I don't get up before 0900 tomorrow, I will miss my 14th BIOL 300 lecture? Good night, then!
P.S. I really hate this post. It is disorganised, ranting, and pointless. But I had way too much on my mind, and needed to get some of it down. So there.
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