I'm starting for the foilist team. Our first tournament is in November. Yeah. Something about being a varsity athlete makes me very uncomfortable ( Read more... )

Great Plum Zen Master was asked what the great meaning of Buddhism was, and he said rush flowers, willow catkins, bamboo needles, linen thread, in other words hang on boy, the ecstasy's general, 's what he means, ecstasy of the mind, the world is nothing but the mind and what is the mind? The mind is nothing but the world, goddamnit.
- Jack Kerouac

Homecoming weekend was fun, though I may've been the only person on campus who didn't get trashed. I tailgated with some friends, but didn't go to the game, which I'm kinda regretting. Instead, I went shopping. It was the first time I've gone into the city alone, and I had a good time wandering. I bought my winter coat, which is officially the ( Read more... )

( I attempt to briefly narrate my life, and get smacked in the face by several enormous paragraphs )

Fuck you, Thomas Hobbes ( Read more... )

( Foilists are the type of people who enjoy strangling cats. - Tufts fencing coach )

I'm exhausted. Last night I went to the Fall Ball and stayed out late, and then I spent today walking around Boston. We walked for about five hours straight.

I love this city.

A Few Pictures

Our fist project for drawing is a life size self portrait drawn from observation, not pictures. I'm scared shitless.

Classes started, so I actually feel like a college student again.

The bank is being frustrating, so I can't buy books, supplies, or laundry detergent yet.

The frat parties I've been to are totally sketch.

Davis Square rocks.

The end.

Today has been really laid back. The remnants of Hurricane Eduardo finally made it up to Massachusetts, so it's rainy and a little cold. I'm drinking coffee like my life depends on it, as there are very few things I enjoy more than sitting next to a window with a cup of coffee while it's cold and wet outside ( Read more... )