i liked it better when i wrote ( Read more... )

safely one of the coolest profs around:

too little sleep and too much gin

the last swallow of tea is cold. i always drink it too slow.

i'm writing my dickens paper, due at 9 am tomorrow. drinking tea is a sickeningly proper choice. i almost want to don my cowboy hat to keep my clichés in check. this paper will be about dickens' use of the comic-grotesque to highlight the severity of violence in nicholas nickleby. even ( Read more... )

"Nuclear power does not make economic or environmental sense. The amount of money invested in producing nuclear power could produce far more sustainable energy, much more rapidly."

expensive and uncreative

and as long as i'm preaching...

i've got the patience right now to do this ( Read more... )

yeah i know, i'm thinking about it.

i just don't know where to begin. that seems to be my curse lately. there has been too MUCH going on that after awhile it's easier not to try and catch up. i have been neglecting all three of my journals. *sigh* today is the start of forty days of repentance. let's see if i can get the reflection ball rolling again ( Read more... )

An Exercise in FutilityMy journey on the treadmill is often a short one. I have never considered nor proven myself to be a distance runner, yet I persevere in the notion that I might transform into one. Voices of Little Engines That Could, underdogs disguised as tortoises, and other optimistic protagonists from the recesses of my childhood are ( Read more... )

there's something unequivocally refreshing about going to the first days of class. you have possibilities for achievement. the homework hasn't crept up behind you and methodically chewed out your brain cells yet. here's the list ( Read more... )

i can't believe i tried to fight it for so long. but i'd just like to point out even the top FOUR are ideal in my brain. if i had pursued/was talented in two of them...

You scored as English. You should be an English major! Your passion lies in writing and expressing yourself creatively, and you hate it when you are inhibited from doing so. ( Read more... )