Hrm... I haven't been here in a while, off in a land of um not even sure... apparently I'm going to Law School, which only makes sense of one knew my high school self, and otherwise seems quite random... Well, I'm also in some kind of bizarre... nascar/country music mode, and in short... time has done some funky things to me. However, I’m still ( Read more... )

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I am having a semi Robert Burns moment as I face the prospect of attempting to finish my essay over the next few hours... while the cat has just walked in and casually laid on the bed I so much want to sleep in ( Read more... )

*pokes today's date 23 times because Suetonius is my friend, as much as dead historians can be one's friend*

*wonders if that was cryptic or not*

A totally nerdy, yet somewhat depressing reflection, in which I assume you understand everything I say - be warned:

Too much to say, too lazy to say it... Why do I always feel motivated to post when I need to be doing other things? Such as... writing a Shakespeare paper. But that's all so terribly dull and surreal. Last night I watched Harry ( Read more... )

It's nearly March... can't say I know how that happened. I doubt this post will have much content as I am currently "on" cold medicine... Colds are not fun, nor is school for that matter... well it can be, but working on two senior theses at once isn’t so much fun... at least I will graduate soon though, ha! Ha ha!!! And then what I have no idea ( Read more... )

Tiredness + Researching Scholarly Journal Articles = "Journacles"

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This is by far the sneakiest junk mail subject title I have ever encountered:

"1672-1719 British Essayist Poet Statesman"

So very tempting, and yet... no, I do not want to earn $$$ working at home, thank you very much.

19 more days until school starts. Everything is the same. Wordsworth is stuck in my head. I find myself unable to do anything constructive that doesn't involve organizing or cleaning things in one way or another. I have been baking a lot. Dear God, I am domestic. Bizarre.