I hear, even though I haven't written here in narry a year that there are people still reading ... people that I didn't honestly really want to find my little corner of the world, but I wasn't having that grown up I'll-have-a-reputation-to-defend-someday thought when I was initially writing this bad boy at 17 ( Read more... )

GV called me back ... finally (um, on TUESDAY ... which I hear is nearly a week since I called them). I was then transferred to yet another voicemail box after a long series of crazy that went a little something like ( Read more... )

GVSU ... I'm putting you on warning ... again. I'm not yet ready to rant (ok, I'm ready, but I'm not jumping to conclusions) about your bureaucratic craziness, or your random policy changes, but it's coming if we don't work something out post-haste. I don't understand why you won't just let me leave ... pretty please ... for real ( Read more... )

When I fall, I fall hard. I've been on the gluten free wagon for 2.5 (ish) weeks. Not one piece of bread, not one single wheat noodle, no delicious spongy cakes ... nothing. Week one was amazingly easy. Week two was not as much. I spent a lot of time convincing myself there was not.one.single.thing.in.the.world I could eat except hummus and ( Read more... )

If you're old enough not to be at your parents house anymore, you've probably experienced the joy (and torture) of roommates. Did you ever have those moments when every single person went from fabulously happy and content to sniveling and militantly pissed all together, at nearly the same moment ( Read more... )

I like to take whole months off from writing here, apparently. I also like to skip meals, randomly tear up the carpet in my office, and stare blankly at the mess I've made with (almost) no intention of cleaning it up ( Read more... )

Dear GVSU IT people ( Read more... )

For how to waste an entire Tuesday (without a car), I bring you ( Read more... )

Last night, I was in bed by 1am. My alarm went off at 9am, and I was up by 915am. So far this morning, I've eaten breakfast, taken the dogs out, and watched the season finale of the L Word (Yea, I'm that behind on TV) among an assortment of other things. None of this is remarkable, except the part where I tell you I am ( Read more... )

We just finished watching this movie, and thoughts on my own mortality are keeping me awake. Why must the cognitive and conscious effort to reconcile reality be consumed and overcome by the emotional and unconscious drive to avoid pain and in turn death? Its one thing to discuss the necessity and nobility of death and an entirely other thing to not ( Read more... )