Bad first. The boring, pithy, tradegies: final project stress-laziness; inability to relate to other humans, equalling a complete lack of friends in New York; near-perpetual state of crisis about my future.

But there have been some nice, sometimes even cheering, moments.

I spent most of this morning listening to Tigermilk. Why didn't this record ( Read more... )

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"Lick government spending...teabagging in a nutshell..."

And...!

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Somewhere in the midst of reading poetry online during tonight's mind numbingly dull lecture on CSS in Information Technologies I decided that I'm getting an MFA when this MLIS business is all said and done. Ideally, I'll get a job at a university with a good poetry program and have the financial side of things taken care of. But it is going to ( Read more... )

At least that's what I've been told.  Judging by the last few weeks, I tend to agree.

I thought when it quit being hatefully cold and the sun started shining a bit earlier in the day I'd quit being so...hateful.  But the sad-sack-bitter-at-life-irritability has seemed to deepen, rather than abate.  I'm afraid it's showing a bit too much, and I'm a ( Read more... )

I've been enjoying a few langorous days post-finals-stress, before I depart for the holidays in PA.

Beautiful things that are making me happy:

1) Calling my mom tonight, serendipitously during the last 30 minutes of the Steelers-Ravens game, having her give me a play-by-play from their television, and cheering together when they won.

2) Making mix- ( Read more... )

It seems there are times in your life when you discover the right artist or book or song at exactly the right time. My freshman year of college was very much characterized by discovering Bright Eyes. Albums--or songs even--that were amalgamations of synthesizer, pedal steel, and acoustic guitar; the idiosyncratic political-but-self-referencing ( Read more... )

(And Ohio too, I guess!)


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Vegan white russians and french fries.

Oh, and company to share the snark with.

Today I made some Chickpea-Hijiki Salad and walked to Prospect Park to picnic with some lovely vegans. The weather was with us; simply put--it was a beautiful day.

I'm wiped, and have a slight headache from 5+ hours not-distant-enough drum circle pounding--though the 1:1 ratio of real food to sweets may have something to do with that. Sugar seems ( Read more... )

Last night I went to this librarians' bar night trivia thing with some other library students.  I pretty much forced myself to go--oh, the recluse that I am.  It was an okay time.  I find the process of finding/making friends, especially in a new place, terribly uncomfortable.  Something about it seems forced, even in the casual circumstances.  I ( Read more... )