No Rest For the Wicked

I knew something would go wrong when I saw my seat assignment - row thirteen, middle seat - for my four-hour flight to Indiana. No, maybe not Final Destination wrong. I was fairly confident that the plane wouldn’t drop out of the sky and land in a pit of spikes… fairly confident. But, whether my complimentary drink would end ( Read more... )

The Pros and Cons of Eating Out
I miss LA ( Read more... )

Ceremoaning, Part II
Talking about the second ceremony - well, technically, the third ceremony, but because the true second ceremony, sandwiched between the first and third, was so unfathomably dull that even I was falling asleep as it dragged on, which was embarrassing because I think the Chancellor knew when the person behind me had to nudge me ( Read more... )

Ceremoaning Part I
So apparently I graduated. What ( Read more... )

But I Never Have Car Trouble!
I’ve had it up to here with you critics ( Read more... )

Carte Blanched
So I lost another valuable to the vindictive laundry gods, but of course I didn't know that at the time ( Read more... )

Cap and Frown
So, it’s finally here, in the proximate distance, taunting me - my graduation. Like I have any idea what I’m supposed to do afterwards. I guess I’m sort of lucky, though, because my father has totally hijacked the event and made it his own, and it could be me sorting through all those added dates and deadlines ( Read more... )

Kaleidoscope Vision
I have this friend who’s a little bit racist. It’s not that he’s this Archie Bunker bigot who uses those infamously branded terms; he’s just from the very rural Midwest, and doesn’t know any better. It’s subtler and comes out more often in patronizing nuance. I know I’m as Germanic as they come, but it still bothers me a little ( Read more... )

The Write Stuff
It’s not often we get to meet our idols, but I suppose that’s because they don’t just come to town. Apparently in my case, however, miracles happen -- David Sedaris, famous comedic essayist, was going to do a reading here at UCLA, and I knew when I heard that I had to go see him ( Read more... )

Need for Speed
Anyone who spies me on campus likely doesn’t keep me in their view for very long, because I am a notorious “fast-walker ( Read more... )