MEMORANDUM

FROM: Office of Facilities Management
Johns Hopkins Homewood Campus

TO: All Homewood Campus faculty, staff, and students

RE: Gathering of the Greens

All are welcome to the Levering Plaza on Friday, December 16, 2005, at 10:00 a.m. for the annual gathering of the greens!

Cider and donuts will be served.

Spring 2006 ( Read more... )

I won (i.e. completed a game) in Solitaire tonight. Vegas scoring, single draw (and once through the stack). It was amazing.

Despite earlier my earlier suspicions that my iPod had met its premature demise (a convenient two months out of warranty, I might add), it appears that my poor Guinevere has merely taken seriously ill. I think her hard drive has sustained one too many knocks, and will no longer accept high-volume transfers. Alas, electronics! Thankfully, since she ( Read more... )

I was going to do laundry today, but instead, one thing led to another, and here I am, already into Sunday and not a shred of clean laundry to show for it ( Read more... )

New photos here.Another day of fair skies and sunshine here in Bmore. I sat out on the Beach and surfed the web aimlessly this afternoon. This evening I sang with Ketzev at the hurricane-relief concert in the Great Hall. As we were waiting to go up, the old members taught us frosh the neat African song with which they had serenaded us back on the ( Read more... )

I just rediscovered (with the help of 3hive) this neat band in my music collection. Very mellow stuff that I can just listen to while sprawled on my bed with the lights off and only the weird blue glow of the ionizer to keep me company. I hear in them a bit of the Softies, maybe a little bit of the Beatles/Beach Boys in some songs. They have mp3s ( Read more... )

I think I scared away the pre-frosh prospective that Derek is hosting for the weekend, because I stayed up until six am writing my short (ha!) story. It came out ok, but it has such a cliche ending. I finished at exactly 5:48am -- I want to remember that for posterity. I went to class this morning with fourteen copies of it all printed out and ( Read more... )

A boy died here yesterday. Michelle knew him, and last night she couldn't stop going through all of the things that might have killed him. Cat came by, as did Mary. Michelle ended up staying the night again, wrapped in a thin cotton sheet next to Derek. Mary crashed here as well, on the floor, wrapped in Derek's gaudy, golden satin duvet.

All I ( Read more... )

Wednesday had nearly slain me by eleven in the am, but a relatively swift recovery brought me back to life. I brushed myself off and launched into the first pages of my short story con gusto, a whirlwind of ideas that arranged themselves neatly into paragraphs. I brewed some coffee, then jumped the elevator to the ground floor. Class! I held the ( Read more... )