Many exciting things have been happening! College is a force for self-improvement. On Wednesday Kinky Friedman came down here to talk up his run for governor. I really enjoyed him, especially after reading the New Yorker article on the subject. (Little Jewford would make the best First Lady ever.) Kinky is funny and sincere, and I think he is better than the alternative.

And last night, there was this fantastic travelling disco dance party, and oh, it was epic. By which I mean, groovy, probably. We got kicked out of 7/11, annoyed everyone on Blanton 3rd floor, and learned how to do the Hustle. People tended to react to the disco caravan with either rage (7/11 manager), delight (those who joined in), or bemusement (everyone else). I really am too self-conscious about the entire dancing business, as evidenced by my referring to it as a “business,” and so two hours of dancing around campus to disco music was probably good for me. Also, incredibly fun!

Links of the moment: philosopher action figures, pink rabbit, college.

I also have a schedule.

Went home today to “help grandma weather the hurricane.” Mostly stayed inside, read Bartleby, fooled around with Mom’s webcam. I’m feeling some of that Garden State-esque rootlessness: my house doesn’t feel like home to me any more. I started to miss my cluttered Carothers breadbox almost immediately, despite the near-lack of visible floor.

My World Lit class with Prof. Bump deserves some kind of mention. The class is very interested in self-awareness and self-improvement. I am also interested in these things. The class causes me to be more self-absorbed than usual. It’s probably good, though: I want to avoid having a midlife crisis in the middle of my budding legal career, as that would be inconvenient and probably expensive.

So I saw The Exorcism of Emily Rose with Lea & Co. last night, which was ill-advised in terms of time management but otherwise fun. The movie is actually not very scary even though we did a lot of girly hand-holding. My utter lack of spirituality means that I do not find horror movies about the evil supernatural all that terrifying. People are scarier.

I never mention my dating status in this weblog, possibly in a desire to avoid all standard teenage livejournal fare. Anyway, there’s this boy and he’s pretty great. We will see how it goes.

I finally fixed my computer, by which I mean Kyle, who is a god among men, fixed my computer. Today is Productive Day — I have decided. Last night was Yay for College Day. I went to the Plan II Pirates and Cowboys party, which was lame, and then some Brazilian thing and the Pearl St Co-op. The extent of my pirate costume for the Plan II party was a coat hanger.

Classes are excellent, though Calculus is causing me great pain.

I have an address:
Anush Emelianova
205 Carothers
2501 Whitis Ave
Austin, TX 78705

Today my computer is on the fritz, so I am in the UGL (a glorified computer lab) cursing Murphy. The ITS people somehow managed to completely annihilate my poor machine, and over the phone, no less. I am of course a moron for calling ITS when I live upstairs from so many engineers and computer science majors.

Austin, you might be right about college being high school on steroids. There is just more of everything (and the food is worse). Still, there’s only a little more work compared to senior year in IB, but a lot more people. I support the people, but they are also distracting.

Last weekend I went cliff-diving with the girls on my floor and the boys upstairs. It was thoroughly awesome. Jumping off a big rock into water is absolutely worth the pain on impact. Also: it rained, the water was warm and green, the fact that everybody was new made them complex and fascinating. I think it was a defining college moment.