I bought Katy Kleiman's old soccer sweatshirt at Goodwill yesterday. I can't imagine why she would have wanted to give it away; it's friggin brand new. Except just now I found this white stuff on the sleeve...who knows what that is. Hmm ( Read more... )

It feels really weird to type on a keyboard when I've been using a laptop all semester. The keys feel...deeper. Anyway, I finally have a chance to sit down and tell you all about my crazy last week at school ( Read more... )

Despite having tons of work to do and probably failing a photography assignment, I've had a fabulous past week. Seriously, I'm so freaking happy right now ( Read more... )

I have often asked myself whether, given the choice, I would choose to have manic-depressive illlness. If lithium were not available to me, or didn't work for me, the answer would be a simple no--and it would be an answer laced with terror. But lithium does work for me, and therefore I suppose I can afford to pose the question. Strangely enough ( Read more... )

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There was a trail of onion rings down the Davis sidewalk this evening. How peculiar ( Read more... )

Well, well, well...it's Sunday night, and the thing that has occupied my existence for a month a half is finally over. No more Little Shop of Horrors. As much as I dreaded going to practice (especially these last two weeks), I will miss it terribly. I've met such awesome people and have so many more inside jokes and got to sing and dance and act ( Read more... )

There has been a lot of death these past couple of days ( Read more... )

Today I had another one of those moments where I was completely astounded at who I have become. I was reading for psychology and got to the part where it talks about the fact that we don't have any memories before the age of 3 because that aspect of our cognitive behavior just wasn't developed at the time. But we can remember bits and pieces of ( Read more... )