After three months of not journaling I find that I don't miss it.  As such, this will be the last post.  If you deire to keep in touch with me, you are more than free to email me: claudzilla [at] gmail [dot] com.  I would be happy to read anything you send my way, and will more than likely reply promptly.

The End.

It's really amazing to me just how much I do not fit in here.  I've been called 'New Yorker' by at least three complete strangers (including one actual New Yorker), and the more I look around, the more I see just how much I have never been at home in this bizarre little burg.  Everyone walks so slowly, drives so slowly, is way, WAY too nice; ( Read more... )

I work at the Bead Shop, if you're interested.  Come by Thurs-Mon (excluding Saturday, because it's too busy) in the morning and I'll give you a free jewelry-making lesson.

I miss boyfriend so much that I can taste it everywhere I go.  It's like chewing on tinfoil.  ON THursday I'll have been home for two weeks, only eight left to go.  That is not ( Read more... )

I have come home, gotten a job, dined with family and cousin/girlfriend unit, and begun job.

Those who desire the pleasure of my company may obtain my new cell phone number via: claudzilla@gmail.com

Go forth and prosper.

I think kudzu is the name of the ubiquitous plant, although in heavily developed areas, it's hard to tell what anything is if it isn't painted terra cotta and bearing an elegant electric sign.

That's right folks, I come to you direct from Knoxville, TN, whence I vacation with boyfriend at his family's house for a few more days before making a brief ( Read more... )

Things I have to do by 5 pm tomorrow ( Read more... )

I'm writing a paper where I'm framing everything people do in The Great Gatsby and Day of the Locust as the religious rites of people with nothing to hope for. Then I'm analyzing those acts of worship to see why the characters need them, since they've turned their backs on God. And I'm doing the whole thing without making myself sound like a ( Read more... )

That actually has nothing to do with anything, but it's my new favorite Scrubs line and I've been dying to say it. Also, my sleep schedule is so out of whack that time has become a totally arbitrary function of other people. I'm tempted to go out and get something to eat, but it turns out that driving when full of energy drink is incredibly ( Read more... )

Part 1: The Birth of You ( Read more... )

Through the power of showing up early I nailed registration. My classes for next semester are: Advanced Fiction Workshop, Fantastic Journeys and the Modern World, Exile & Estrangement in Modern Literature, and Sex & Gender, the most rad of all science classes for non-majors. I feel good ( Read more... )