just saw brokeback mountain with horsie. good movie. (but, it can't beat the book, because proulx's writing is so fucking amazing it blows my mind.) who knew heath ledger could actually act? certainly not i. as it turns out, he is a very very good actor. more convincing as a cowboy than jake gyllenhaal-- sorry, jake ( Read more... )

It's silly, cheesy, and faintly ridiculous, but I love Pimp My Ride. It's hard not to like a show where the whole point is good things happening to good people, especially with the endearingly cheerful Xzibit in the role of Fairy Godmother. Sure, all the good deeds are motivated by pure capitalism-- so what? The pimp-ee knows that too, but when she ( Read more... )

I HATE PAPER-WRITING. I stopped being able to write papers around the time that I started getting depressed. Now that I'm happy again, I've totally recovered in pretty much everything but paper-writing-- it's the one thing that has just not gotten easier. I can't get my papers in on time, or sometimes at all. (The grades, when I do manage to get ( Read more... )

(Copy & pasted from my Amherst bloggy thing. Because I spent far too much time on this to have it not be read ( Read more... )

Well, holy shit. Upon examining my LJ Userinfo I realize I've sounded like a total racist all this time because I put "Ireland and all things Irish" under "Dislikes" instead of "Likes."

So let's clear that up: I LOVE IRELAND. I am OBSESSED with it.

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Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday of the year, because it's what Christmas is supposed to be, but without all the bad stuff. I get to come home (to fabulous weather), see my family and friends, hang out, eat special occasion food, and then slip into a peaceful food-induced coma. A low-key, low-pressure sort of holiday. (And this paragraph ends ( Read more... )

I'm so lonely I can't bear to be around people-- even though I crave nothing so desperately as a little bit of communion. My hunger-- along with its companion, my fear of rejection-- is so consuming that it's crippling. The only way I can deal with it is by shutting myself in completely, locking my door, turning up the music, pretending the people ( Read more... )

At what point is it okay to just say "Look, I cannot handle this. I'm sorry, it's not that I don't want to or that I'm not trying hard enough, but I am actually just not capable of handling this"?

I mean, if I can't reach something on a shelf seven feet high, well, that's just the way it is. I am 5'3" and no one's going to argue that I should be ( Read more... )