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Can the Canadian Sorabjites shed some light here? |
Semillama, anthropology is messing with my mind, and it's really pissing me off. I can't think about things the same way that I used to, it I'm really bitter about it. Yesterday my roommate was talking about stereotypes and I caught myself saying something like "Well, some scholars say that race has no meaningful biological definition outside of the social assignation to biology." and I felt like a big nerd. Who actually Speaks like that?!? School is killing me. I hate reading, and I hate thinking, but I can't stop doing either. My head hurts a lot. I'm not sleeping so much. What's so great about anthropology, anyway?! I miss humanities. I was used to thinking in that style. I'm really really sleepy. I love the ethics of anth., though. and the mind-opening capacity is pretty neat, but I kind of miss being ignorant about the impact I might have on other cultures. the other day I was telling Jonathan about prostitution tourism in Thailand, and he said something like "Well, some of our morals are just better than theirs.", which freaked me out. He didn't get it. I tried so hard, and he didn't get it. How could you not get it? yesterday I had an exam and they asked about the Mead-Freeman debate, and I got all excited because I love that controversy. Then I felt silly about my excitement, just like when I get goosepimples at the end of "The Breakfast Club" and then I roll my eyes at myself for being such a huge geek. Judd's fist in the air is so seriously lack-luster I don't know why it gets to me, but it does. Who would you vote for: Mead or Freeman? I'm not sleeping so much, and I'm starting to get paranoid and my head hurts all the time and I'm a little concerned about my friend Ron because he works in a hospital and there's that SARS thing and I just wish it were next tuesday because then I would only have one exam left to worry about. and then I can sleep. for days and days and days. it's gotten so bad that I can't even read for fun anymore. I tried to read some comics the other day and my brain just wouldn't have it. My body has never felt so much caffeen and sugar. I'm thinking about a brownie right now. I'm also thinking about commoditization and staging authenticity. somebody make it stop, please. But anyway, no. I don't know anything about that April Fools Day rumour. |
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There is a Simpsons episode where bart pulls a prank that lands homer in the hospital (for a couple of months) when he gets out (at 3 mins to Noon) he tells the family they're going to hawaii, then laughs and says "HAHA, (pionts at clock) Its april fools for three more minutes" of course the cock could be saying 3mins to midnite, but who gets discharged from the hospital at midnite? |
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Never heard of this ridiculous no tricks after noon thing before. Where's the fun in that? |
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i always figured the till noon thing was just to save school teacher's sanity. I figure anyone playing pranks after highschool is a tool anyway. |
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There was some sort of strange hippie parade that invaded our work and I hid. I don't approve of the April Fools. |
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Top 100 April Fools Jokes http://www.museumofhoaxes.com/top100.html |
and it made you angry? |
no tricks after noon |