I met with my progress review committee today. It went as well as to be expected. I was pretty happy- not going to lie. found out I don't need to defend my thesis. I just need to write it ( Read more... )

So... it's finals week. I am stressed out, and it seems my face has decided to stage an all out revolt. Seriously, I haven't been this broken out... ever ( Read more... )

Comment on this entry and I will give you a letter. Write ten words beginning with that letter in your journal, including an explanation what the word means to you and why, and than pass out letters to those who want to play along ( Read more... )

These last few weeks have been strange. I mean, my life is generally strange, but stranger than normal in any case. I have decided to graduate in August. So, I have to get on the ball and figure out (1) how to get all of my school stuff accomplished- including my thesis and thesis defense, (2) what I am doing with myself after I get out of ( Read more... )

I have been a nervous wreck lately. For some reason everything in my life has reached its apex at the same time and I can barely function at times. I run because that allows me at least a brief window of time in which I am not thinking about anything, except for how much my lungs hurt, and can at least briefly feel free of the other earthly ( Read more... )

Because everyone else was doing it...

Your IQ Is 125
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I had this realization today that seeing people make out in public makes me nervous- well, unless I am drunk- but then it becomes almost expected. But seriuosly, people making out in public makes me really uneasy despite their orientation sexually. [I especially hate when ugly people are making out (this is pure vanity speaking).] And I think ( Read more... )

Today started out... I switched forward my clocks an hour early for the first time since I moved back from Virginia (fuck daylight savings time). And prepared for the 5K roadrace Ava and I were going to run. Alas, she had switched off her alarm, we missed the race, and had a glorious sushi lunch instead. It was glorious, though. And played ( Read more... )

I decided over the weekend that I was going to cut down on my caffeine consumption (I think it was Saturday, so I figured I would start Monday ( Read more... )

P.S. The plant from which opium/heroin/morphine is derived is poppy. It is not spelled poppie, popey, poppey, or any other way except poppy. Poppy. Not that hard, folks.

--- Grading my last set of tests for the semester.