Happy Birthday, J.K. Rowling (and Harry Potter)!

School starts soon, and I am really excited. I only have three weeks left at work, then I can jump headfirst back into academia. I'm excited, but skeptical that I'll find a community like I did at Bridgewater. Granted it took me two years to find it, but when I did, I felt at home. I can't keep dwelling 14 months and fifty miles ago. We must ( Read more... )

Dear J.K ( Read more... )

It's been over two years, and I still feel like I don't deserve you.

But I'm glad I've got you. :)

Once again--this is all in good, clean fun. No offense meant (except a little benign offense betwixt the Mick and WOP ( Read more... )

Attention, universe:

I got into graduate school. And I got a teaching position.

Yours ecstatically,

K.

On the flight down to Virginia, I realized that I was going down there exactly a year after NCUR, the first and last time I had been to Virginia. Whoa ( Read more... )

"I realized the other weekend while watching a British woman talk, that you too, speak like a British woman, only without the accent." - MorganEve.

That's among the best things I have ever heard. Ever.

Forewarned: Below is a conversation between an Irish mick and an Eye-talian WOP. All in good fun ( Read more... )

April is the cruellest month.