Oh Thursday, how lazy you are

I love thursdays. I have four classes but we never do anything in them on thursday. Discussion in my 930, movie watching at 11, someone gives a presentation at 1240, and at 3 it's note taking. So easy, maybe too easy. My 930 class always gets out early. Without a doubt, I can expect to be out of there within an hour.

Today we talked about music videos and the commercialization of music. Basically the old question: Is there any true art? or is it all commercial attempts to get money and fame. It was a good time. I didn't say much, because I used to be a music nazi. I love hearing people say things like "I think Dave Matthews Band is in it for the music." I think he was joking but I don't know. Who am I to knock DMB, I mean they have huge crowds and a couple of their songs are alright...

I'm breaking in a new pair of jeans today. It feels pretty good. I don't know why I'm telling you this... maybe it's because I have nothing do for 20 minutes. Ah screw it, Way to go Astros, show those cardinals whose boss. Au Revoir.

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