I have found a kindred soul in Samuel Taylor Coleridge. Listen to this, for example ( Read more... )

rain rain thou art fair ( Read more... )

Dana is making fun of my "goodnight milk". Just because it is normal milk except that I drink it right before I go to bed. She expected it to be warm or chocolate or something. But then it wouldn't be goodnight milk. It would be fancy, effortful milk.

Sunday is my half-birthday. I am excited because I usually forget about my half-birthday until it is passed. Although I have little trouble remembering my unbirthdays ( Read more... )

My mother had taken my computer away for a whole week merely because it seemed like I was enjoying myself when I was on it, I think. It was the final step in her nefarious plot to make me bored and miserable during the holiday, cut from

Kith and kin
From livelihood, from friends-But I'm finally back at Rice ( Read more... )

I am sooo ready to go back to college ( Read more... )

We went to taco cabana for a quick dinner last night and I relieved them of three little tubs of cilantro. I love cilantro. I think I shall go experiment with chocolate, pepper and cilantro combos. Hot chocolate with chili powder and a cilantro garnish? I wonder ( Read more... )

We drove back to Houston on New Years Eve to go to a family party, which ended up being ( Read more... )

I took a long, luxurious bubblebath today, and then drank two cups of tea in succession and printed off Satie's 2eme Gymnopedie and played all three one after the other. Now that I have the second my life is complete. And I also played some Chopin. And then as I was walking through the living room to reach the patio, to sit out as I am wont on warm ( Read more... )

Let's suppose for an instant that Heaven does not consist of millions of souls wandering around in white and strumming on harps. How do you envision your eternity ( Read more... )