[JOURNAL NOTE: These entries were taken from Ujournal, which died, and brought over to the newer, live journal account where I currently post. - Josh (11-7-04)]
Well, I am at the start of my Graduate studies and at the start of an internet journal. It would seem then that my first entry should be large and important . . . but I’m going to do the opposite. Instead I’ll just express a small, insignificant thing that happened to me today. Let’s see . . . ah yes, in the cafeteria today:
She refused my request of light and dark. I was flabbergasted. The sign said two pieces. The lunch lady reiterated that you could not have a piece of dark meat and light meat chicken. I asked why and she was surprised with my audacity. She said that the powers above here would not let it be. Apparently the dogma of the cafeteria had no room for duality, light and dark could not coexist on the same plate. And so, my pagan eating practices were not only frowned upon, but forbidden. In famished anguish I moved on down the line, scorned for my culinary heresy. I guess that makes me a Culinary Heretic. I’m sure that’s the name of some band, somewhere . . .
I’ll keep an eye out for their breakthrough CD . . .