Where has all my work gone? After working at the library for a mere hour and a half I ran out of things to do. Completely. I finished my reading. My Italian. There wasn't even any shelving. And yet I was capable of amusing myself for three and a half more hours. Ah, the internet. I found lots of marvelous things at popularlink.com, which is ( Read more... )

So, my fun task for today is to write a paper in Italian. Ok, not exactly. What I am actually doing (which is apparently step one in how to write a paper in Italian) is summarizing the first 20 minutes of a movie. Stupid, stupid, stupid. Not even summarizing. I have to answer questions which should end up as a summary. But there are no ( Read more... )

After reading the New York Times Magazine article on sleep disorders and chatting with Miss Florid about dreams, I feel a bit deprived that my dreams are not so vivid or epic as others. Not that I want the accompaning bizarre or violent behavior, but a little excitement would be nice. If my life isn't going to be terribly interesting, at least my ( Read more... )

Doesn't every clever person find themselves outwitted at some point? And at that point, when the fox is caught, to what use is all his cleverness? Once beaten, twice sly ( Read more... )

I want quizzes like Maxim. I don't want to know if I am a backstabbing whore, or if I know how to match my shoes to my purse. Jesus. I want to know if I really am a girl (I think 80% so), and what my favorite gear is (4th). And I don't want to go to class anymore. I want learning to come to me. In my room. When I am still in bed, preferably ( Read more... )

So my EMT course is over to both cheers and boos. Thank god for a bit of time relief, and two days off in a row! And yet I am sad that I spent three weeks with these people, every day, and now I won't see them at all regularly, if ever. Not that I will miss everyone... there are a couple of wannabe EMTs that I hope I never see in the field ( Read more... )

When the snow has frozen, and everything has crystalized, can one tell if there are fresh footprints? Does the snow preserve and disown simultaneously? Why not break down all the hard white walls so some semblance of life remains, instead of the surreal glitter of old snow? I like to think that if I fall into the snow it will both support my ( Read more... )

Sleep. Sleep. Sleep. Where I now should be. Strange how there is always a reason to stay up that extra 10 minutes even when there is no reason. Perhaps I would be better off if I did not have to purposely "go to sleep" but instead I would just fall asleep at the appropriate time and wake up accordingly. On my computer. At the sink. Staring ( Read more... )

So, after having much fun and drink last night I got a fabulous five hours of sleep. (I think the highlight was my excitement when the cops came to the bar and checked ids. Ha! Nothing can stop me now! Except maybe that last whiskey sour...) Minus the time it took to go the bathroom every hour. But it must have been worth it, because now I ( Read more... )

Back from the bar. I love being warm in cold nights. I love being out. I love being alive. Somehow all the trials and pain of life is worth it when I can be happy for a few hours. Perhaps if I could focus on these moments when I am having them I could lengthen their stay? Ha. Perhaps not. At least life breaks even once again. And I WILL be ( Read more... )