Life has been weird lately.

I finally got a day to come in at the Heritage Center. It's lovely, I like being there, like being useful. As it is, I appear to be shaping up as a general assistant and there seems to be a great chance that I'll get to sort through Victorian-era artifacts (no touching, I mean organizing) with a knowledgeable old lady. Sounds great to me. If only I could get a fizzucking schedule, then everything would be perfect.

Gave up on Madame Mao for the moment, although I have a feeling I'll be seeking solace there before too long. I can't believe I have to read Lord of the Flies. I honestly, sincerely, desperately hate books like it. The thing I fear most, I'm finding -- my least superficial fear, and perhaps my most basic -- is degeneration of moral fiber, civilized structure, and/or humanistic principles. Books like Lord of the Flies make me uneasy to a depth that I cannot fully describe. My inner psychology student is yelling at me that I fear the Shadow to a point that is truly ridiculous and that's all there is to it, but I can't seem to do anything about it.

In lighter news, I finished the fanmix and have been getting pleasing feedback. The songs that ended up on it were:

( Song List )

Mood melancholy Music The Importance of Being Idle - Oasis