But see, this is my kind of poem. Big, chunky, meaty, metacognitive, with fairy tale allusions and mention of food ( Read more... )

The Happy Poem ( Read more... )

So: I did laundry instead of going to Rouen. (Approximately the same cost and time commitment. Laundromats. Bah.) No new pastries, although I've been eyeing the eclairs. And no, I did not wake up in time for that class last week, although I did get to it today. This week, on Linda in Paris ( Read more... )

THIS PAPER IS DRIVING ME NUTS

I THOUGHT WATERMELON POP ROCKS WOULD HELP ME GROUND POSTSTRUCTURALIST THEORY IN THE REAL WORLD, BUT I WAS WRONG.

"Darfur is in a nightmare that is alive here today and perhaps somewhere else tomorrow. Racial and tribal tensions, and regional disquiet, have erupted into a war where the civilians are being punished, killed and abused. We are adults, this is the world we live in and accept. The world we have created for ourselves. Will these things still happen ( Read more... )

So Cornell has this weird tradition called ( Dragon Day... )

spent the whole week doing Habitat in South Carolina. the people were awesome, building was awesome, pictures will hopefully follow at some point. all the clothes I brought are covered in cement/wood shavings/sod/barbecue, which pretty much tells you what we did. it's weird to be back in Ithaca with a sunburn, watching snow fall outside my window. ( Read more... )

I was seriously worried about this global warming thing, but it turns out that winter just decided to squeeze three months' worth of disgusting Ithaca weather into the first week of March instead. so it's not that the cold is going away--it's just getting more efficient. (no, actually, I really do think we all may melt under the fiery fiery sun in ( Read more... )

in a startling turn of events, Valentine's Day actually turned out to be, well, nice. there was chocolate cake, a Brigitte Bardot movie, a skipped class, and an unwritten French essay, and the cutesy details you can fill in for yourself. seriously, though, this is the first V-Day I've ever experienced that did not turn out an utter disaster, so ( Read more... )

welcome to Valentine's Day, the most emotionally taxing and potentially disastrous day of the year. my thoughts and prayers are with you all.