Apparently my idea of a job has been severly limited by my small and scary world view of TUNNEL VISION.
Dudes, did you know there is a job out there called a "Futurist"? Swear to god, I thought I made that shit up when I was blathering on about becoming a future historian. Theoretically, it should exist only in my head because now I am insanely jealous that some old dude with money out there HAS my job. (Obviously it is mine for I have the flag in this argument.)
Also, there is an entire graduate and doctorate level program on COMIC BOOKS at UF. HOLY BATSHIT AWESOME! They produce an academic journal which has been insanely helpful in my comparison/contrast paper of vigilante superheroes in the 80's (ie: Watchmen and The Dark Knight). I'll totally post that one up later, it should be made of awesome.
That is all, there is a Maria monster to chatter with on GMAILchat.
About Me
- velutlunas
- Not much to know really, mostly because I won't tell you. I want to slowly take over the world through liberal use of porn, monkeys, and cheese (although not necessarily all at the same time...). I love many things, some of which aren't for prying eyes and others that I'll just leave on the front doorstop. I like laughing REALLY loud. I like teacups. I like gummi things with sour stuff. I dunno, dude. I say dumb shit all the time and I like it when other people do too. I am not cool. I am not scene. I am not emo. I am not really all that spectacular in any way shape or form. I like silly radio songs and I like cheezy movies. I like stories where the good guy wins but not without losing something first. I like reading as escape. I'm sober. I like scooters but have no clue how to drive one or ride one or however the hell you say it. I like collecting action figures and actually playing with them. I like a good love story. Most of all? I'm still just learning.
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