Last night at Amherst, I fooled someone into thinking I was from the west coast. Without meaning to (not that I would even know how to pretend that).

At the end of my nonfiction class today we talked about favorite pens. God, I love writing workshop classes. I finally have my computer back...um, it broke down on Monday night. Which is a long time in my world of no-patience. My politics of gender & sexuality midterm today was CRAZY. Deconstructionism makes me feel deconstructed. I have a ( Read more... )

Scallion pancakes, Katia, and Katia's Joan Baez CD helped kick me out of my writer's block.  Right now all I want to do is read things I will not be tested on, write things I won't have to type and staple.  Mostly I want to read The Only Bush I Trust is My Own, The White Albumand a biography of LBJ I bought off of Amazon with a gift certificate ( Read more... )

Fall break was amazing, just what I needed.  Nothing was ( Read more... )

I thought it would be fun to maybe try writing in this again, except shift it more.

Background for this semester: living in a single (was in a double until ( Read more... )

Elizabeth's lovely post on Smithies09 about Capen made my morning.  Nothing like hearing about my lovely house to put a smile on my face, especially since I'm still not positive who I will be living with next year.  Ah well, it will all work out in the end, and even if I live with someone I don't get along with, it will be good for me to work that ( Read more... )

So it has been a pitifully long time since I have updated.  I've really learned that this is generally not a healthy thing for me, not even all that happy with my journaling lately--I think I need to learn how to do it in healthy ways, too much obsessing in my journal without anyone telling me to just shut the fuck up already.

( Kind of shook up--quite shook up--but this London thing. )

Columbus driving hit a new low.  Someone STOPPED on the ramp.  Merge, what?  (for my Columbus readers, leaving Sawmill to get on 270 East aka a really easy ramp to merge from, almost as easy as 23 to 270 West)  (for my Smithies, this is one reason why I don't miss having a car when I'm at Smith)

Watched 60 Minutes with ( Read more... )

Good news!  I haven't lost my ability to enjoy chick lit, I was just reading the bad stuff.  Currently enjoying a memoir-y thing (more like a collection of columns) by Marian Keyes called Under the Duvet.  I think I'm going to have to try her writing method tomorrow and see how it works out for me.

An excerpt, for all of my fellow shoe loving ( Read more... )

So my car battery died (not the news) and my dad was driving me to ( Read more... )