Okay, it's 1:30pm, and I have my US Literature class at in two hours, and I have to read an assload of shit before then. So what am I doing? Yeah, you guessed it, I'm here writing in my journal! I'll get to it...soon...hopefully.

Well, my journal has now survived for over a month. My life sure has changed in just that one month (don't worry, I'm still the bitter misanthrope you all know and love). So far my predictions for my friends have been correct. John and I still talk to each other regularly, and he came over last weekend. However, I haven't heard from Adam at all. John says Adam emailed him, though. Doesn't surprise me.

I'm seriously considering joining the campus Atheist and Humanist group. As I've said before, I have difficulty aligning myself with specific organizations, but I just might join anyways. If only for interesting debate and the group's resources. I like the fundamentalists, in a tell-me-why-I'm-going-to-hell sorta way. I'm going to a lecture on Wednesday about "The Immorality of Public Religious Discourse" and on Thursday I'll see "The Evolution Conspiracy" presented by a creationism organization. Nothing quite as entertaining as extreemism, eh?

Last week I did the unthinkable--I paid for porn! All throughout my youth I was very resourceful at getting free porn, but alas, I whipped out my credit card for www.brittspage.com (I'm not hyper-linking the URL because that's against Tripod's TOS). The woman who runs it seems very interesing. She seems to be running it because she's a real exhibitionist, and not trying to make a quick buck. And she really runs it, too. None of that stupid bimbo entrepreneur shit you see on Hard Copy. The only help she gets is that her boyfriend takes the photos. You always read about how men use porn to treat women as pieces of meat, and how men only see the body, and not the person, and blah blah blah. I think that's bullshit. But I don't really want to talk about it because my journal is creepy enough as it is. I don't need to go into in-depth detail about my opinion about pronography and scare the one or two people bored enough to read my page away.

Anyways, I should read the pages I have to for class while I can. Go sign my new fangled guest book or I'll kick you in the shin! I think sometime soon I'll add a mini-bio on my front page for those who are sane enough to not read every entry.