Dirt Between the Dirt

Arctic Monkeys 2, originally uploaded by nicolemonet2002.

Humbug.

That's actually what I felt upon first full listen to the Arctic Monkeys new album. Consequently, I spent much of my first listen thinking that Josh Homme [Queens of the Stone Age lead singer, and producer of the album] had a little too much influence on the cd's sound; the whole thing originally felt more like the QotSA then Arctic Monkeys. However, I've been listening to Humbug for the past couple hours and I can admit that it's grown on me. There are a lot of subtleties to this album. Much more then either Whatever People Say I Am, That's What I'm Not and Favorite Worst Nightmare . Actually, now that I'm writing this I think I may like this album more then Favorite Worst Nightmare.

In other news that has little to do with the deconstuction of the Arctic Monkeys [And believe me, that's where that was headed... You can thank me for stopping myself if you must.] School starts next Monday and my birthday is that Thursday.

Crazy. I'm going to be 22 and still upon meeting me, the most common age people assume that I am is 16. Some of have gone as far as to get upset when I claim to be anything older then 18. It's... odd. Especially considering, that my mother had been married, given birth to me and separated from my father by 21. Especially considering, my grandmother had given birth to 3 children by 21... And yet, at the age of 21, 2 weeks away from my birthday not only do I not look old enough for any of the women I become interested in [it's curse, I fall for older women] the idea of being forced into a 9 to 5 is enough to send me into a [mostly mild] panic attack.

Oh well.

If the point of College is to grow up, does that mean you stay there until you do? Could I do that? I mean sure, my grandmother thinks I'm wasting my life away... But really, I'm fine with that.

Academic Crush

I realized today that I have one. An academic crush that is. Now I'm sure the first question on the tip of your tongue is.... 'What exactly do you mean by that?'

Well, give me a moment, because it took me two weeks to classify. See, it's all about my Coms Professor. She's rather brilliant and she fascinates me. I'm not sure what it is exactly, but every class my mind is dually tracked. One side avidly paying attention, taking notes and participating in whatever discussion we would be currently having in class. And through all of this, my mind will be trying to deconstruct her [my professor].

Through this process I've thoroughly convinced myself that she's a lesbian, because of a few different tells that I've noticed she has. Unfortunately this realization has only lead to even MORE quiet interest on my part. Now I find myself wondering what her partner is like. Because, I want to know what kind of woman would capture and keep her attention. Not because I'm secretly hoping to mold myself into whatever she wants... No no. I simply want to know.

And after I know all there is to know, I want to have discussions with her. About everything and nothing. I want to get her opinions on different things, maybe even argue on certain topics.

It's odd. I'm not sure if this uncalled for interest says something negative about my character or not. All I know is, it's there and I look forward to the class three days a week.\\

In other news - I'm now a firm believer in the Americano as the supreme king of coffee and espresso