Oh have you heard it's time for vaccinations?
I think someone put salt into your tea.
They're giving us eleven-month vacations.
And Florida has sunk into the sea.

Oh have you heard the President has measles?
The principal has just burned down the school.
Your hair is full of ants and purple weasels--
APRIL FOOL!

~Shel

Here is the best site ever! (Make sure your volume is turned up!) Last quarter, my Brit Lit professor introduced this to us when we were reading "Beowulf" and "The Battle of Maldon". I loved that class ( Read more... )

IT'S SNOWING!!!

I'm looking down on the snow-dusted evergreens from my dorm room window, in that special ambient half-daylight-half-darkness glow that's unique only to snowy nights. It always feels so ghostishly beautiful, so... magical.

So my brother (Carl) had another car stolen from him last week; the second within a month, in fact, from exactly the same spot right by our house. First to go was his '98 Acura Integra, which he had just bought and spent oodles of carefully saved money on, and then his '87 Toyota Corolla, a tiny rollerskate of a beater car. Go figure ( Read more... )

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Merry Christmas everyone!!!

Every once in a while, a good thing happens to interrupt the ever-constant barrage of crappy things. Actually, sometimes you even get more than one good thing, which ended up happening today! I have a new laptop, which means I finally have internet access once more! (Now that I've gone through the entire quarter without it... Eh, well, life goes ( Read more... )

So here I be, in the computer lab where I have INTERNET ACCESS!!! It's very exciting, because the internet connection on my own computer is broken, so I've had to snatch little bits of online time here and there over the past several weeks... I'm not sure how I've survived. I really should be getting to bed now, because I have my early class ( Read more... )

So I fly out on Monday to Michigan, and then it's off (driving) to Ohio. Family reunions are always delightful. (But full of sunburn for poor, blindingly white Sharla-- thus, SPF 50. Yes, FIFTY. I have no wish for a recurrence of sun poisoning. Though I do have a nice farmer's tan started already, from outdoor work involving me, gloves, a pair ( Read more... )