tonight

tonight was a little pocket of vassar. snuggly and warm and tucked in a ukranian bar somewhere in Manhattan's lower-east side. If you didn't go to vassar, than it's hard for me to explain my nostalgia. But I can say one thing: the community I loved in college I again felt when I visited BGI, the business school to which I am applying.

Look at that last sentence. Appreciate my word order. Notice the lack of preposition at the end.

See, that's what I'm working at. (Shit, I mean "That's at which I am working" or something). If I told the me from 2 months ago that I'm working at not putting prepositions at the end of sentences, and that I'm trying to capitalize "I" when I am referring to myself in writing the I from two months ago would be pissed. "What the fuck is up with that?!" I would have said.

The amount of small decisions I've made since coming home, tidbits of sell-out, are enormous, at least for me. But the way I'm looking at it, it's a game. All these things we do to succeed in the business world are so superficial, right? But you gotta play the game well if you decide to play the game at all. Otherwise I probably won't do as well.

So yes, I've decided to play that game, if it wasn't obvioius. I am applying to business school and will soon be applying for jobs. I cut my hair and trimmed my beard. I went to Beacon's Closet, a rockin second hand clothing store in Brooklyn, and bought some pants that FIT ME. ridiculous, right?

This all from the kid who would climb over the dryers at vassar to find discarded socks.

i recommend this 15 second video.

http://www.bitoffun.com/Vids/whalefish.mpeg

...and i'm back in Nuevo York after 2 in seattle. checked out that there school for people who want to learn stuff. and today i sent off all the application junk. oh man it feels so good to get everything done and off. now it's just up to fate and that bribe i'm paying the admissions committee.

Had dinner last night with grant and sarah and my ma an' pa. man they had this great fettuccini. fuckin grapes and shrimp and oh it was goood. it was like your mom in pasta form.

and then today i went to wait in line for two hours in the ass freezing cold. That wasn't so fun. but you know what was? getting into the Jon Stewart show after waiting in line for two hours. yeah, that was coool. like your mom in jon stewart form.

at one point jon looked up at the audience, pointed right at ME and said, "ladies and gentlemen, that boy is attractive. And I'm not even gay."

...ok, so maybe Jon didn't say that, but he was definately thinking it.

Grad School

I'm applying to grad school. check it out:

www.bgiedu.org

so friday i'm flying BACK to seattle to go to their open house. i know, i just got back from seattle 5 days ago. its silly.

wish me luck. i'm psyched. it really would be a very cool program to get into. classes on all sorts of cool topics.