Basement living, this last month, has been okay. My knees hurt from sitting in the chair all the time, I'm disappointed I didn't do all the reading I wanted to (though goddamn, I tried with the Koran. It, like the Bible, is self-contradicting, grammatically incorrect, bewildering, disorderly crap. Or as far as I've read), disappointed I didn't ( Read more... )

So, here's the latest installment of my political essays for me to work out these things in a coherent form in my head, written mainly because I just drank a Monster and my heart is racing like a pedophile in a preschool ( Read more... )

As per most people's understanding of me, and my own as well, fuck ships. They're beyond beautiful... and for everything else about the simple idea of being on a tall ship at sea (lake) words fail, so I will not try. BUT. HOWEVER: The thought of not going to Lebanon for as long as I can possibly do so staggers me. Blowing off time and life and ( Read more... )

So, three options exist for the summer, and they ARE mutually exclusive ( Read more... )

This'll be short. We just got back from three day sails, and I am gorram tired, sunburnt and tired. x3 ( Read more... )

So, the typical disclaimer which should be unnecessary. Here follows an inner monologue uploaded to a cheesy site. Its not really for you, though I find it pleasing to be able to have my friends look at internal monologues of mine, and therefore if you are offended or concerned, try hard not to be ( Read more... )

Well folks, here's me at the raggedy edge of Erie, PA, sailing a tall ship with very very limited internet access. Unfortunately, here's me as well with a grand need to write down so much stuff and make it all make sense in my head. I hope for such an update, the chronicle of Earlham's last semester and what so far has happened on the Niagara, ( Read more... )

Warning: Event Log FollowsBeyond the simply joy of getting back and relaxing and letting go of, for a bit, all of France and what happened there, Connecticut is good. I've seen Stephanie at Yale, while still jetlagged, even to the point of going to the same cafe she took me and Dora last time I saw her, talking with her friends in Silliman mess ( Read more... )

So, quickly. I would like to announce my candidacy for the post of Ruler of the Universe, since I just finished this damned paper that has been hanging over my head like a fuckin' corpse on a stake for the last week (technically, a month, but who the fuck does this sort of shit in advance?). As there are no other candidates, I win automatically ( Read more... )

The subject basically gives you an idea of the background I write in. 15 pager of doom in French, exam of doom in Art History in french, and some other random shit, all the while trying to continue having a great time. Its a interesting little fight, and this paper is far scaried than it should be. And weighs upon my mind far more than it should ( Read more... )