...when you run out of ink with 6 pages left to print, when those six pages are due first thing in the morning, and it's 11:10 P.M. and you have an hour of homework left to do and you still need to do your physical therapy?

I fucking do.

FUCK this school shit. I'm going to be a forest elf.

...I have two jobs right now, while I'm going to school full time. As soon as I'm not too busy with school to work, both jobs will disappear ( Read more... )

The band tunes and tunes ( Read more... )

"Whose phone number is that on the back of your hand?" (me ( Read more... )

So, the surgery was a week and a day ago. It has been a painful recovery so far, but I am recovering in good time. I haven't gotten a good night's sleep since the surgery, but I'm doing my damnedest not to be mean to people. Everyone has been really cool about wishing me well and helping me out and stuff ( Read more... )

Today is the day.

Here is the history of writing utensils. I gave one chapter a day to someone in the writing center, and each one came with at least one additional "present." They were all written in cards with paintings on the cover. There were always comic illustrations to go with them, as well. Anyway, here it is ( Read more... )

Thursday night, I had a depressing conversation with the poetry guru of IUPUI. Once again, I'm wondering if I really want to spend the rest of my life teaching. I really like having a life, and would prefer a job where that's a possibility. So, I'm bouncing some other possibilities around in my head, and hoping to GOD I luck into a great job so ( Read more... )

My weekend was bitchin', even though I didn't get any homework done (well, BECAUSE I didn't get any homework done, actually). Friday night was supposed to be the UNiteD StaTES of MinD reading. Caesar is one of my friends from school, and I'd never hung out with him outside of school before. Matt and I met up with him to go to the poetry reading ( Read more... )