The wrong man was convicted.  You know I did the deed.

Like the deep blue without the great white.

I'm reading Patricia Bizzell's Academic Discourse and Critical Conscious for a paper I'm starting to work on.  The paper is about academic writing: how has it been standardized, why it is used, and it is regarded as a more valuable source of knowledge than other poetic styles.  I consider this paper as partly my own journey, because I've never like ( Read more... )

Hey Special K.

Of thought and language ( Read more... )

Hey kids. My postings are quite spaced, aren't they? This semester has thrown a lot of work at me. I think I can honestly say that this is the hardest I've ever worked in my entire school career. Lemme break it down for ya ( Read more... )

I'd like to take a moment to admit to you, oh my brothers, that I am playing WoW again. I'd also like to say that it wasn't my choice. My friend Kevin generally has the majority vote in what games I play, since his taste in games seems to be the weirdest that I know. This rules doesn't only apply here - it applies to almost everything. If he ( Read more... )

I enjoy taking my glasses off. I feel like I have the power to remove myself from reality. It's there, I know, and it can hurt, but when it's blurry I can't tell. When I can't tell, I don't care, and when I don't care, I'm at peace ( Read more... )

however slight they may seem ( Read more... )

There's a picture I made that sits against my wall, above my desk, between two pushpins. Black, white, and gray colored paper, cut up, rubber cemented to white poster board ( Read more... )