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I hate having to come to work day after day, when every morning it is darker out later and later. I hate waking up when it is still dark out. I hate that it is Tuesday and not Friday. I used to hate having Ramen as a staple meal but found a way around it. For a mere $1-2 more you can turn your Ramen meal into a feast. Boil a chopped cabbage in water mixed with the ramen seasoning packet. When the cabbage is done to your liking, add the ramen noodles and cook for about 2-3 minutes more. Serve over white rice.


($1-2 More per shopping period, I'm pretty sure the cabbage and rice that is purchased for that amount makes more than one meal)


Like, a billion decimal places out, there is, in Pi, a series of twelve consecutive nines, yet they still remain nonrepeating, nonterminating. I hate that I can't control how jazzed up I get about meaningless facts.


I hate how freaked out I get when you start talking about exam areas--something I have given little thought to. I hate how I am unable to tailor my papers to my dissertation, simply because I have no real solid idea what I am doing for my dissertation. I hate how when I run my ideas past people, I get varied responses including (from my mother), "You might want to consider how that will affect you getting a job," to (from colleagues) "Oh...that's...interesting." I hate the fact that I said colleagues, and that this comment is so damn long.


I hate the word 'academia' and I hate how often I seem to use it. With that out of the way, I hate how perpetually overworked everyone in academia is. I've been chasing down overdue book reviews for a scholarly journal, and, Jesus of Christ, the mealy-mouthed excuses I get from fancy professors! Insane.

'With the coming snow my allergies will soon subside. . . ' Surely this kind of undergraduate-style lying and wriggling on the part of tenured professors is a function of overwork and pressure.

What a dumb system.

I hate my sore throat. I hate commuting by bicycle now that it's fucking cold.

I hate that I have to exercise and "watch my diet" or I get fat.

I hate the music that's played on Democracy Now! (also, the exclamation point in Democracy Now!)


I also hate the music on Democracy Now! One gets the feeling that the problem is parallel to the music on the original Law and Order: everyone knows the synth. music sucks, but no one bothers to change it.

I hate that my roommates and I are paying $70/month for basic cable and internet, but, for some reason, we currently get only 22 channels. This has been going on for like three weeks, and no one has called about it. This situation has resulted in my watching TLC and National Geographic channel way too much, and...I HATE ALL OF THE CAMERAPERSONS WHO WORK FOR BOTH CHANNELS. They use all kinds of weird shot styles and editing tricks to make pregnancies and giant tumors and skyscraper-building seem more interesting than they really are; furthermore, I get the feeling that the style of these shows is an end in itself. It's not like you actually learn anything from "Megastructures"--no no, you are manipulated into a state of awe and dizziness (literally--I had to stop watching b/c all the jump cuts were making me sick). Aaaaaaaaah. What happened to TV?


I hate that every time this "Andrew" character posts, I think he's Ackerman, and I get confused.

I hate that I'm listening to Neil Diamond right now, and that I'm seemingly okay with that.

I hate that despite having made some grand statement yesterday about how motivated I am to exercise, I probably won't. "With the coming snow, my will to exercise will soon subside.

I hate that Thanksgiving is next week. I don't hate that it's Thanksgiving; rather, I hate that it's almost the end of November. Gosh.


I also hate that after appplying for an internship, I recieved an automatic reply thanking me for applying to the accounting position (which I decidedly did not apply to). I also hate that this email was sent by the human resources intern. I hate that some 20-year-old may decide whether I'm a satisfactory candidate. I hate how I think everyone my age is neccessarily immature and unintelligent.


I hate those large rats that people insist are really dogs. Those people haven't seen a real dog to save their lives!


Fuck You Amish *PISS*


I countinue to hate conservatives and those democrats that support conservatives.


I hate that I think Richard's Ramen/cabbage meal sounds delicious.

I hate that I don't have all the Cerebus phonebooks, and that I deleted the scanned copies of all of them about a month ago because I convinced myself, probably rightly, that I'd never be able to read a 6,000 page comic book on my laptop.

I hate that not everyone's read the best damn article about pi ever written.


Unless the wife vetos it it's what we are having for dinner tonight. Sometimes it needs more salt, but usually it is very delicious.


Damn, Ackerman, the Girl is crying out for you.


Those are the best Schubert sonatas too!


Sometimes I like to boil a piece of paper towel and sprinkle in some salt and pepper. It's a nice light meal, with plenty of fiber.


I hate that I keep finding myself saying "Keep it together. Keep it together."


I hate Dan Green, I think.


Current courses on the DePaul philosophy website? Ha. There is a print out of undergraduate courses available in the office (which won't be of much help to you, I'm sure, unless you want to read Proust with Naas or Heidegger with Krell...). I know McNeill will be teaching on Heidegger/Aristotle and Pellauer will be teaching Ricoeur's Time and Narrative, but the other graduate seminars slip my mind.


I know the format, that I should be hating something or someone right now, but I just can't without being blatantly inappropriate (I have plenty of hate, but on this particular day it is WAY TOO specific to post in a public forum...it's not any of you, just so you know). In order so not to be, I will instead "love" on something or someone, particularly, Badiou's statement from that riveting article: "The youth must not be left to face the police alone. It is necessary to rise up against the police harassment of which they are the object. Parents must stand side by side with them. At least those who do not let themselves be organised by the theme of the defence of material goods, because they know that burnt cars or buildings mean nothing when compared to the question of what will become of the youth. A huge question which, after these youth riots, has become a question posed to everyone, a question for everyone, just like the question of the workers without papers and their regularisation." When I first heard about the Paris riots, I told Jodi, "This is the beginning of revolution"; I think Badiou feels the same way. I just hope that it will be okay for us to be in Paris over Christmas (we're visiting my mom and brother who will be coming up from Burkina Faso).


Anthony and I were discussing the possibility that the Sixth Republic will be an Islamic one.


Now that we're sort of half hate comments and half not, I'll also add that you can also chop some veggies (or fry some frozen ones) in with the cabbage and ramen to make a nice soup or asia-type dish. Ramen is a beautiful thing. But I must have reached my limit- I haven't eaten any ramen since college and I'm sure it'll be a while before I venture to try it again.


The beginning of revolution? That begs the question, are you high? The result of the riots has been and will continue to be a more extreme polarization. There is no solidarity (much less fraternity).


Marc,

Are revolutions usually mass movements?


When they succeed.


I hate pie. And its bloody Friday!


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