I am attempting to write a midterm essay like a good student. Only there's something crunching under my 'e' key on my keyboard. Which makes it very annoying to type things like "enhance," "experience," "exemplify" and "eggs benedict," all of which are essential to my essay-writing vocabulary. I have attempted to fix this problem by poking at the 'e ( Read more... )

It's March.

March means internships-deadlines-drafts-presentations-midterms-portfolios-essays-and-waitdidImentionessays.

I vote to just skip the entire month. Well, except St. Patrick's Day. St. Patrick's Day can go hang out with Easter sometime in April.

All in favor of banishing the ides of March, please say "aye."

Is it bad that, in the course of my research on American literary icon Sherwood Anderson for my Modernism presentation tomorrow, the only fact I remember clearly about him is not that he used innovative psychological drama in his short stories or precise diction a la Gertrude Stein, but that he died from swallowing a toothpick?

Now every time I get ( Read more... )

Like a good student, I was politely reading through selected works of Gertrude Stein, as assigned. Though unconventional, her writing was largely unassuming, and I was subsequently lulled into a false sense of security when suddenly I was impaled by a barrage of twisted logic and convolutions of the most severe kind in the following sentence (and I ( Read more... )

Guilty pleasure #1: I love breakfast pastries.

Namely, these. In any flavor. Although naked ones are best. I especially love here, where I can worship them freely.

I think my granola bars are jealous.

Guilty pleasure #2: This. It speaks for itself.

Guilty pleasure #3: Watching the man in front of Burpee in a fluorescent astronaut suit, peeing with ( Read more... )

I am thoroughly and undeniably guilty of indulging my geeky side this weekend by partaking in a completely nerdtastic activity: I bought glasses. For the second time in three weeks.

It's bad when going to Lens Crafters is right up there with shoe shopping on the fun scale.

Nerd-o-meter rating, on a scale of 1 to 10: 11.3

Fact: Granola bars are healthy.

Corresponding fact: Granola bars are only healthy in moderation.

Second corresponding fact: I ate more granola than is healthy.

Moral of the story: I feel like I'm a walking oat.

This is what happens when I run out of cookies.

You scored as English. You should be an English major! Your passion lies in writing and expressing yourself creatively, and you hate it when you are inhibited from doing so. Pursue that interest of yours!

English
100%
Linguistics
100%
Journalism
100%
Sociology
92%
Theater
92%
Dance
83%
Anthropology
67%
Mathematics
58%
Art
58%
Philosophy
58%
Psychology
58%
Biology
42%
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It's icky and slushy outside. I really should invest in winter boots, since my poor shoes have drowned. And, while I'm investing, I really should invest in some cookies too.

Speaking of cookies, Pat Anderson and I are fighting. Because there are no field trips scheduled this semster. Does he understand what that means??? That means I have ( Read more... )

Nothing says 'welcome back to school' like Ann Page, Pat times two, and a dash of Bill Thomas. This is going to be an interesting semester.