(Sorry about the subject Dyanna. But. really, you stole it from Trent. And about 14 million movie reviews worldwide.)

I don't actually have much to say. I will launch two complaints. One formal, one informal. By informal I mean, don't take it as anything more then a rant brought on by too many bagels and not enough cream cheese.

Which is a lie ( Read more... )

I get the impression that I've been complaining too much. I don't like to complain. On the matter of school work/being busy it's not really complaining. I love having a million things to do. I just don't love doing them in this condition.

This condition the only thing I really want to complain about is living here, right now. And for the record, as ( Read more... )

This is from one of the most famous Hadith collections. The Hadith are like, a second basis for Islamic law.

" Abu Huraira (Allah be pleased with him) reported Allah's Messenger (may peace be upon him) as having said: A woman without husband (or divorced or a widow) must not be married until she is consulted, and a virgin must not be married until ( Read more... )

So, here I am. I'm waiting for my thai lemongrass veggie chicken (which is a nice way of saying fake chicken) bowl to microwave. It takes a long time because this mircrowave is crazy low power. I am doing whatever I can do to not be eating minieggs or writing an essay on garden imagery. Garden imagry in poetry nonetheless ( Read more... )

The Garden

En robe de parade 
      - Samain

Like a skein of loose silk blown against a wall
She walks by the railing of a path in Kensington Gardens
And she is dying piecemeal
             of a sort of emotional anemia

And round about there is a rabble
Of the filthy, sturdy, unkillable infants of the very poor.
They shall inherit the earth.

In her is the ( Read more... )

Guess who got into Hotel Sytle? That's right, it's me.

All this is good because I've only been back in res for two nights and I already want to choke myself. I would have died in the sower, except I don't want a foot fungus.

Last week was amazingly both the best week ever and the week from hell. It was the week from hell because of my illness that ( Read more... )

In five days, I will have ( Read more... )

i am sick. and want to die. that is all.

Happy Valentine's Day
let's celebrate the things that make this world awesome
Candy, Chocolate and all things Pink

Love and Hershey Kisses!

It might have been the Honey Nut Cheerios, but I'm fairly certain that Plato gave me indigestion. And on a day I have no Pepto Bismal nonetheless. Bastard.

I hate that Plato is as ass. And I hate that my recognizing him as an ass is extremely hypocritical. Silly Plato, if you weren't already dust, I'd wish horrible things upon you. Horrible things ( Read more... )