Ok, so I've been sick all friggin' week . . . got sick last Friday with god only knows what . . . my doctor thinks it's a virus or food poisoning or something; we're still running tests -- because I feel better (for now) than I've been feeling, but still not great. Not quite entirely human yet. So far this week I've had bloodwork, an ultrasound and ( Read more... )

This morning, Lynn gifted me with a few CD's she burned for me . . . OMG. WOW. The group is called Anonymous 4. The album is "American Angels" Four women, singing harmony, a cappella, on old hymns and spirituals. I've never heard anything quite so beautiful before, and I listen to a lot of music. I recommend this album to anyone, regardless of ( Read more... )

If you have not done so already, go rent "Better Than Chocolate." It's absolutely lovely in this hipster-kitsch-lesbian sort of way. You will laugh. You will cry. You will want to take a paintbrush to a hot girl. Even if you're straight.

12:00 a.m. --

Picture me getting ready for bed. I am planning to fall asleep reading, and I have a glass of milk in one hand and a copy of "Something's Alive on The Titanic" in the other. I read two chapters, but because of all the milk, I can't just doze off over my book as usual -- I have to pee. I drag out of bed and shuffle to the bathroom. Do ( Read more... )

A name added to a person's name, as one indicating a circumstance of birth or some characteristic or achievement; epithet ( Read more... )

I just got my acceptance letter from LHU, which means that if I can get everything sorted out with PHEAA in time, I can go back to schhol this fall ( Read more... )

Summer thunderstorms are great for the following reasons ( Read more... )

This is strange . . . was inspecting my broken toe just now and realized that I have webbed feet. This isn't so strange in itself -- my mother has webbed feet as well -- what gets me is I've had webbed feet for 22 years and didn't notice till today. I'll be damned.

Tripped just now coming in from the balcony and the door closed on my left foot. Broke my little toe. Shit.

I've started a prose poetry project I'm really excited about. It even has its own folder on my desktop now. I've never written prose poetry before, but I was surfing the Net and came across check it out. I like how the poetry they have there is somewhere between poetry and microfiction, and how they set it up so that each poem has its own hotlink ( Read more... )