Um, the world is so weird.

Also,

http://www.nytimes.com/2006/06/25/realestate/25habi.html

That is all.

Yesterday I reread approximately half of Much Ado About Nothing on the plane home from Chicago. The Arden notes proved informative in that they pointed out to me something extremely obvious I had never noted before:

Beatrice (from Latin, Beatrix) = She Who Blesses
Benedick (from Latin, Benedictus) = He Who Is Blessed

Like, duh! But, like, OMG!!! If ( Read more... )

Mission Crunk = accomplished.

Also, Emily and her garbage can have learned a valuable lesson: how many whiskey drinks are too many for them? The answer is four. Emily should not have more than three whiskey drinks in the span of two hours, or her garbage can will hear about it.

Also, Angie took the toothpaste with her when she left. Waaaah.

Fuck tea and cakes and ices. I henceforth resolve to make the moment my bitch.

(You know, the kind of famous people whose names you have to follow with parentheses to understand why they're famous ( Read more... )

Having decided - in an uncharacteristic turn of events - to remain in Pittsfield with Maman, I am now bored ( Read more... )

I don't know what to do. Two minds in me.
-Sappho

People are stupider than I. People are later than I. This will be neither the worst nor the last paper that is turned in to Stephanie Murray. Well then.

DO IT!

Knuckle down, buckle down. Six more pages and some significant editing. 8 hours to go.

Paper, I can write you. Paper, I can kick your ass.

I'm gonna take you down to Chinatown.

I've decided henceforth to use the word "beaux" to describe all of my liaisons with members of the opposite sex - romantic and/or sexual - thus to avoid unnecessary and potentially unpleasant issues of qualification and identification.

And come now..."That's an old beau of mine" vs. "That's my ex-boyfriend"?

There's just really no comparison.