Zebra Cakes

it's two in the morning, and i'm trying to write a bit about leibniz without calling him insane and a moron, considering he is kinda a "founding father" of both mathematics and modern philosophy. but really, Monads? wtf, mate?^^

i need to have 10 interviews done by sunday evening. i've done 3 and have three more set up for later on. how to get 4 more? three of which need to be exec-board. GAH!

on a happier note, i'm about 450 songs away from having listened to all the music in my computer. i was debating between the preposition "in" and "on" and while "on" might be more colloquial, "in" is much more... litteral.

the rotaract club is showing "osama" this weekend. i'm super-psyched. i'm totally going. i think i told the wrong time on the email i sent out. oops. (and yeah, i still think "our own people spit" whenever i hear/say that)

i'm having difficulties seeing straight. i need sleep, but i also need to write this thingy and read more book for islam. it's interesting and all, that, but i just can't get into it. so much history! and i'm like two and half weeks behind on my worksheets. i really hope he takes them still. i need to find out when his office hours are, and i really want to eat peachies. yeah. that sound REALLY good.

um... "if you're a german philosopher and you wanna go "WEEEE!" but you ain't got friends left, hold on to your little monads, and life. monads and life"

When it comes to philosophy, I'm stuck on math.