GARETH KEENAN INVESTIGATES

    I AM FINISHED! DONE! FINITO! Sophmore year = over. And instead of going out sake bombing, I've elected to sit at home in my fat ass and reading Satanic Verses by Salman Rushdie, download some new music and continue on my never ending quest to beat my high score in Snood. Tonight has been fantastic. As will the next four days because I will be spending them in a magical cloud of oblivion. Mehehehe. So of late, meaning like the last hour or two, I've been in a fantastic schmastic mood. I kind of came to the epiphany that drinking really isn't my thing and getting high is best done in very small groups of people or on my own. So basically I'm looking at a pretty solitary lifestyle of self medication, or just going out and not really doing anything which is my current plan of attack. Woo.

    So I'm coming to terms with the fact that I'm spending yet another summer in the hot, miserable city of Nueva York. In a vague attempt of consolation, I've created a list of movies I need to watch (Pulp Fiction, Fight Club and Clockwork Orange being key players) and a few authors I feel like I should become better acquainted with (Rushdie, Woolf, Salinger, Vonnegut, Wilde, Nabokov) so that I can come back into the school year just a little more informed. I also plan on starting to read the Economist every week. You got it. Every. Week. I figured I should really find some way to get me out of moping about my own world. Reading and watching lots of movies seems like a pretty good plan. So that's basically all I really have to say. I'm off to go and hunt down more music. Speaking of music my plan this summer is to get up to 10,000 songs and spending most of my summer becoming quite well acquainted with it. MWAHAHAHA. 'Till later, my schnookies