i can't believe what i did last night

last night, i did the most U of C thing that i've done since leaving the U of C.

i lit a vanilla scented candle, drew a bubble bath, and read the first essay of nietzche's genealogy of morals.

i had forgotten what an arrogant bastard nietzche is. he's amusing as all get out to read, but i don't think i've ever read an author more convinced of his own perfection.