I'm sitting here trying to make a very important decision between cleaning my house and just prepping for tonight's class/relaxing/playing on the computer. Being the gemini that I am, I act as if every decision is life or death. I'd feel much better if my house were clean, but I have zippo NRG ( Read more... )

K and I just got back from a weekend in Provincetown. It was nice, but we had our fair share of disasters. K crashed my brand new car. She hit two poles -- one for the two side doors and one for the back end -- dents and scratches now grace my car that I only technically own two months of. She then proceeded to step on her Oakley sunglasses and ( Read more... )

Typically each day for breakfast I have one of two things (always with coffee--my BIG addiction): 1) (most often) egg whites (lots of 'em), one soy/veggie breakfast link, and one piece of wheat toast OR 2) a bowl of oatmeal and a fruit/protein shake. Yup, big on protein...low on fat and carbs. But today I just couldn't. Just could NOT. So ( Read more... )

Parker and Tulloch are the two boys who stabbed to death, Dartmouth Professors, Half and Suzanna Zantop. For a long time after the murders I was OBSESSED with the story. I'm not sure why. Maybe because I see myself much like the Zantops, only half their age. Whatever the reason for my obsession...I followed the story relentlessly. Reading ( Read more... )

The plumbers are here, and I'm starving. I think it may be rude to eat in front of them. I'm not sure, but I won't do it. They do come in the most inopportune times. Yesterday I hadn't dressed yet, and today I went downstairs to use the bathroom and then eat--the truck pulls in the driveway. My kitchen has been ripped apart for two days. It's ( Read more... )

Between end of semester crunch a new-old relationship I've been overwhelmed, underslept, and...oh yeah, waiting desperately to bleed. My period is going on three weeks late, and it's making me miserable. Anyhow, I came here for a quick break from grading research papers. I don't get how they don't get it. I spend weeks teaching MLA ( Read more... )

I am sitting here watching an old rerun of the Cosby Show. It's the episode where Cliff and Claire Huxtable have the "smooth contest." So I'm sitting on my bed, eating part of a frozen pizza that I had popped in the oven (because I haven't cooked in ages...too lazy and unmotivated--blaise). I see a commercial for some kind of soap and wonder if ( Read more... )

I need it. I don't have it. I am not focused. Some days I think maybe I don't have the discipline to teach. I don't have the discipline to write. I'm so easily distracted--too easy to distract. Right now I am obsessed with checking for messages (maybe a school has called), checking the mail (maybe there is an rejection letter or a letter of ( Read more... )

Since K has returned I've abandoned a lot (too much?) in my life. LJ is only one of many things, my friends here being another. I've just been disconnected, as I try and reconnect and piece back together this relationship. The reconnection is working wonderfully. I'm incredibly happy. But I'm also out of control in many respects. I mean ( Read more... )

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