I have been a tree amid the wood
And many new things understood
That were rank folly to my head before.

And Arthur sat within the carpet, and Owain the son of Urien was standing before him. "Owain," said Arthur, "wilt thou play chess?" "I will, Lord," said Owain. And the red youth brought the chess for Arthur and Owain; golden pieces and a board of silver.

( And they began to play. )

Soon as the sun dispelled the chilly night, The sounding doors flew wide, and from the tomb Of dead Hortensius grieving Marcia came. First joined in wedlock to a greater man Three children did she bear to grace his home: Then Cato to Hortensius gave the dame To be a fruitful mother of his sons And join their houses in a closer tie. And now the last ( Read more... )

A brother at Scetis committed a fault ( Read more... )

My thesis is done, and today I am going to Wales. Just think, while you fuckers are indulging in drink and drama, I will be wandering around castles. Time to rip some CDs and get packed.

It has recently come to my attention that against all expectations, I loathe grad school. Certainly not the entire institution, merely where I am and what I am doing. Most of my colleagues are shocked and awed that I plan to graduate in only one year. How they can stay for longer mystifies me ( Read more... )

I haven't really posted a whole lot in, oh, six months.

Why do you think that is? What do you think I have been up to? Take your best guess.

I am very much alive. I have been keeping quite busy. In the past few months I have done all sorts of interesting things.

I no longer need to sleep. I can use words like heteroscedasticity correctly in a sentence. I killed a man with a broken credit card. I made myself a bowl of oatmeal. I left NY state and played with a 223 assault rifle ( Read more... )

So the cabbie who took me home last night got to talking. The story he told was apparently recreated on Taxi Confessions, that dreadful cable show, in lurid detail ( Read more... )

I have had the same dream of losing my teeth about a dozen times in the past few months. Apparently it signifies anxiety.

The fact that I cannot possibly figure out what I am anxious about is making me anxious. Go figure.