2005-04-05
weird beard
I am in the process of reading and critiquing my father's second ever university essay. It is a weird sensation.
I feel like he's going to roll his eyes at every comment. But actually he's kind of a nervous student. It's cute. Don't tell him I said that.
Not only this, but it's a philosophy course and I really know nothing about philosophy as a discipline. Sure, I can shoot the shit about the meanings of life 'til the I pass out in a drunken heap, but you could pretty much name any name and tell me they said something and I'd have to believe you.
I am straightforward w/ him about my total lack of technical knowledge, but he wants my critique anyways. Ok. It's still weird.
pansycline at 1:14 p.m.