October 28, 2002

is there a point in making progress on this if it is all so, i don't even have a word for this kind of awful. it's so pointless to waste all this time writing dribble. i wonder if dr. L will even notice if i don't turn it in tomorrow. probably not. maybe i could get him something by the afternoon. he doesn't notice much. i really don't think i deserve a grade for it, i should just get a zero and move on. i would so not give myself a grade for an exam so late. good thing i don't want to be a teacher huh. i have not slept enough lately to articulate any thoughts on the purges except stalin is mean. he was a mean, mean dude. that's my essay. tres profound. do we think sleep will make me more reasonable. we're not sure. i'm so much better at historiography on the impulse. that doesn't make sense. if this were in an inclass exam it would be so much better, i'm much more able to think when i only have 50 minutes. meanwhile, there have plenty of words to blog with, just none about the purges. purging is bad, killing is bad, stalin is mean. but effective. i have to give him that much. he got what he wanted. so thousands of people suffered and died. dreams can come true.

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