I am finished. Two years and some odd months after starting, I am finished working for Dr. Besansky. I am happy, relieved, excited, proud...and a little sad. It is, in many ways, the beginning of the end ( Read more... )

I don't remember when/where this was, and I'm too lazy to look back in my journal and find it. But I think that a person's personality comes through with their music selection, at least a little bit. I now have a new(er) laptop, with a music collection rebuilt. SO! The instructions ( Read more... )

La di da...sleep deprivation here I come.

At least all my Peace Corps health forms are FINALLY submitted!

One major reason for my major ( Read more... )

I'm doing research on the history of The Vagina Monologues at Catholic universities across America. I am, by alternate turns, enraged and inspired ( Read more... )

and while Elephant Love Medly is playing...

MEMORY: 21 years old. Standing in Brandon McGirr's kitchen during an NSR open party, watching Stevo and Tull sing the Elephant Love Medly all the way through while Stevo makes me Tim Horton's coffee.

:-) and yes, although it was 2am, I drank the coffee.

TEN FIRSTS ( Read more... )

I love my city. I love my house, my library and my high school. I love the way driving down Clinton feels, and the way I can see the moon out of the east window by my stairs. I love the snow, the sunset, and the smell of rain. I love knowing where I am in Cheektowaga, but still getting lost in Orchard Park. I love doughnuts, and chicken wings ( Read more... )

...so maybe good feminists don't take quizzes like this. But I've had enough self-righteousness for one day.


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Dear Mr. Dean of Arts & Letters ( Read more... )