Re-reading the draft I wrote last night, all night.  A gigantic black question mark accompanied the following passage when my advisor handed it back to me this afternoon:

ROSCAs are unofficially free to operate as their organizers wish, but without the help of the government’s (often beneficial) regulatory eye of the and is no longer enforced, ( Read more... )

Lordy lordy, saints preserve us: it's been an emotional week.

I'm in a nice place right now, determined to put this directed study to bed before I put myself to bed.

On the MTG front, I'm healing, which sounds like a dramatic word but is actually pretty accurate.  I'm working on gradually resolving all my little emotional tie-ups in that arena, by ( Read more... )

Ooohhhhh, MTG.  I'm fighting the impulse to call bullshit on that one.

I won't though.  That would make me that angry hockey dad who pesters the officials to re-play the goal and see whether the puck bounced off the goal post or actually went in.

The best way to explain what I'm feeling is "No Goal".  God DAMN, I need Buffalo and a Sabres cup ( Read more... )

FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!

For more of the same with a side order of TMI and a cryptic garnish, read the following:

I have become a woman of many affections this past year.

I'm sick of discussing it.  My roomies and all non-roomie friends have been supportive and wonderful while I've hashed it out sans direction.
Regarding one individual in particular, though, we've reached ( Read more... )

Pandora is playing all the songs that were on Kiss 98.5 while I pulled all-nighters to bang out that Extended Essay joint. 
Please see also: Historical Investigation, Literature Assessments, that Other ToK paper, other hoops IB made us jump through
Please see also: 1,2, Step (Ciara), Caught Up (Usher)

Writing about Malaysia makes me want to visit all these places I've been saturating my brain with for the past two years. 
I don't trust the books and the lectures and the articles.  Many of them do the best they can, but I know how it felt, a year ago, to be convinced Shanghai was a-happnin', and I'd like that back.
It felt so weird when my dad ( Read more... )

"So that story I just told, with like 6 unrelated words in it?  Ok well in my head, there were pictures and actions and sounds to go along with what I was trying to say, but I realize all that came out were a few random articles and some facial expressions and then it was all like '.....great story...'  It looked perfect inside my head though!  Oh ( Read more... )

Right now I feel like a dog sticking its head out the car window on Life Interstate 09, but, mostly for my own sanity, there have been small triumphs:

• being able to download music to my own computer for the first time since 8th grade (biggish ups to my girl Kazaa, RIP)
• ...further facilitating Top of the Pops emanating from my room at all hours
• ( Read more... )

Tonight I was going to buy a new bottle of
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