Connections bring me such joy. For the past few weeks, I went through a broken period. I felt out of sync. Lost my way: someway, somehow. The stars were no longer lining up ( Read more... )

For some reason, Lowell didn't inspire me to write much. Leaving Lowell has had the opposite effect ( Read more... )

Love is admiring the wonderful products of difficult labor. I just got back from a dinner that was held in honor of my school’s graduating seniors. My meager words cannot express how proud I am of these tried and true souls. While it can be discouraging to think of the kids who don’t succeed at the school, a night like tonight, where I had a ( Read more... )

Well, the thesis is done. I've been busy trying to dehermit myself. If you want to read through the thesis, I have it hosted here: Jack Kerouac's Great Sovenir: The Friendship of Sebastian SampasSchool is something else. Recently, I was sitting on a bench during break, and a student laid in the pavement in front of me. Before he took a nap on ( Read more... )

So I'm a complete dork. After losing contact with my thesis advisor, I finally got in touch with him. There are two great things that came from his phone call ( Read more... )

This is obvious to anyone who has been watching this blog, but I am officially stating I won't have time to update this sucker anymore. This morning I tried to get up to date with my friend's list, but I have way too much to do. The thesis - along with the rest of the college last minute work - is just too draining. I hope some of you old chums ( Read more... )

Massive computer problems have been slowing me down. In the past week, I've ordered a new motherboard, pulled out the old one, and installed the new motherboard. As it turned out, my hard drive, not my motherboard, was the source of my computer woes. The crew at Geek Squad are currently working on retrieving any data they can save, but I know ( Read more... )

Yesterday’s dinner ( Read more... )

when you get that tingly-touched feeling. Just before I left for the day, the shop teacher called me over to the window. He pointed towards my car, and said that Eck - a student - took care of it. There were small puddles around my car, and all of the grim was washed off it. Eck used the power washer to clean off my car, without me asking. It ( Read more... )

Valentine’s Day is something I pay little heed to. I prefer to give Becky a constant stream of examples of how much I love her, by the silly grins we share, offering her my shoulder and more forehead kisses than any human should ever receive. I couldn’t condense that affection into a card, some roses, and fancy dinner - no matter how romantic ( Read more... )