Who What Where? Fuck Me
I just emerged from the third class this week where I spoke barely two words. How can I be the only one in a room who's never read Foucault?
I'm feeling a little intimidated. And overwhelmed by the amount of work.
On the bright side, tonight is the first pub night. Now there's a settting where I'm in my element. Let's just hope they don't spend the whole night talking about fucking Foucault.