So I've been following a bird drama from my office window. Today's action goes as follows: Setting: the aluminum airduct atop the roof of the section of Mac-Correy that is across the causeway that separates my section and the section in question. A squirrel was beneath the airduct. A large black crow, too large to get under the duct, was following ( Read more... )

Last night my body became a nest for hives. Is that a sign of spring? If not, observe what George Orwell has to say about the matter ( Read more... )

So, I just did something pretty embarrassing. In order to relieve pressure from my gut that is currently bloated from excess anxiety, I undid my belt in the computer lab when nobody was looking. I worked steadily with buckle and tail pointing in opposite directions until I had forgotten what I had done. After awhile I decided to take my kielbasa ( Read more... )

Fell asleep at computer while working on seminar on Orwell and Intellectuals in the Spanish War. Interesting enough that I shouldn't have fallen asleep. Very tired. Danced until 1:00 am at A.J's Hangar last night. Watched a Ninja Turtle grind with a female dancer. Ate Pizza and chatted with friends until 3:00 am. Watched a fight break out between ( Read more... )

Finally, Reading Week has arrived! (un)ironically I will be reading the entire time. However, to try and get in the spirit, maybe I will have time to shoot a brief documentary entitled, "Kingston Studz Gone Wild: Gram Stroker Does Spring Break." The film will consist of me standing on the rocks that line the shore of the still-frozen St. Lawrence ( Read more... )

I'm developing a wonderful habit of going for walks on the St. Lawrence River. What's that you say? Am I Jesus? At times I have asked the same question, but no; Old man winter is responsible for this Christ-like power. Unlike the ice on other frozen bodies of water that I've walked on, the ice on this part of the St. Lawrence is perfectly clear (at ( Read more... )

Last night, I dreamt I was walking through a semi-desert area in Mexico. The terrain was dry, dusty, with numerous shoulder high shrubs scattered along the trail. The first leg of my walk was without incident and quite beautiful. However, the walk was accompanied by a sense of anxiety. As I noticed the sun beginning to set, I decided to return. ( Read more... )

The demonic anxiety that I have so effectively repressed over the last few months has just stormed my brain in full force and slaughtered all of my defences. My index finger is hovering like a dagger over the telephone ready to dial your number at any second and wake you up to join me in my insanity.

I just wanted to say thank you to everybody who emailed me with words of encouragement during my time of woe. Thanks to youse guys I completed my final exam in my DeQuincey class (with questionable results), and ran a fab seminar on reccommendations for digital Copyright Reform. I couldn't have done it with out youse! When I get my shit together ( Read more... )

Why am I updating my livejournal when I have to write an in class essay on eight books tomorrow, and deliver a policy reccomendation seminar the following day when I am prepared for neither? The answer is that I'm beginning to give up hope, and am imagining my conversation with the Graduate advisor where I declare my withdrawal from the program. ( Read more... )