First, the ANNOUNCEMENT ( Read more... )

"Gay Rights ( Read more... )

So I went for my first Peace Corps interview on Tuesday morning. I guess it went pretty well because my recruiter called me back that afternoon and said she had a project (aka, assignment) that she thought I would be ideal for, so she went ahead and nominated me for a spot in South America working with At Risk Youth in the areas of Special Ed and ( Read more... )

This issue has been eating at me and bothering me, and I'm trying to learn as much as I can about Depleted Uranium (the radioactive material that is being used to tip US missiles and mortars to increase their 'penetration power') and the health and environmental impacts of its use. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to come to the conclusion that ( Read more... )

From the Perspectives column in The Southeastern, June 23, 2006 ( Read more... )

Sometimes people who don't THINK just piss me off more than I can say. I couldn't sleep, so I got up at 5:30 to write this ( Read more... )

I'm dejected. Too many things and I want to say that I'm upset at Seth, but he's just the person I want to push it all onto. I only wish he could think a little wider than his usual self-righteousness. I know all of his defensive rebuttals before he gives them: he's trying his best, he's working 2 jobs right now, he's trying to take care of his ( Read more... )

So I got some good advice on what to do about Seth from an unexpected source. (My opinion of Chris just shot through the roof.) And I should have thought of it myself a L-O-N-G time ago. I mean, I'm a special-ed major and a right-brained, closet ADD dreamer myself, right? And I love Seth and don't want to be angry and disappointed in him, right? ( Read more... )

Okay, I've cooled down considerably. Venting helps. So does talking. He got his truck running today. He's going to register it tomorrow. Baby Steps.

I always get sooooo low at this time of year. I feel rushed and scared and absolutely isolated from everyone. This is my 9th semester (ONE more to Go!!!!!!!), and the pattern is always the same: too many things, too little time, too little sleep, too little support, too many external demands. I feel like a piece of silly putty being pulled and ( Read more... )