These days?
Such Days.
I’m starting to feel somewhat-proficient in my basic drawing class. Hopefully this sentiment will lead to the resurrection of Another Journal Comic.
My philosophy course is getting pretty interesting. It too is giving me faith in the physical manifestation of hypothetical comics; I’ve been working on Foil’d Revolutionaire in the thematic/outline/rambling way and that’s a good thing. I’m planning an essay on the application of hedonism as an argument for animal rights. I’m investigating the Philosophy Honor Club.
I have officially adopted mushrooms into the folded breast of my appetite. Mushrooms on pizza, in soups, and atop leafy salads and sammiches. I figure if I ought to include at least two kingdoms of creatures in my diet at all times.
Today while happily chowing down on some vegan mushroom and lentil soup, I observed three students being processed by the campus police. From what I could gather, they had foolishly been smoking the marijuana down in the creek that runs through campus in plain sight. A faculty member noticed them, and quickly informed the police who appeared promptly and in force. The delicious irony of the entire situation was that the informant faculty member was smoking a cigarette the entire time. The state and federal government spend so much time, money, and energy protecting one plant (Nicotiana tobacum
), while prosecuting another (Cannabis sativa). I believe we are living in Fawlty Towers.Tonight Siobhan and I are going out to dinner, with our two possible house-mates for next year, Briana and Ryan. We shall dine on vegetarian Thai cuisine, and all will be merriment. If all goes as planned, I may be able to get a cat next year. I’m not sure if I can handle/afford one, but I know I could love it and name it funny things like “Schrader”, “Cat-Tronix” or “Fuzzybutt D-Lux”.