I've been generally pissy and discontent for the past few weeks. I'm not exactly sure why; summers are usually pretty good times for me ( Read more... )

September 2004 ( Read more... )

This may not make much sense if you weren't in class with me today, but I'm too tired to try to explain, so I'm just inputting the entry I wrote during class ( Read more... )

I have a lot to do this weekend. It turns out I should not continue to put off my major research projects until the last few weeks of the semester. I thought I learned this last semester, but I was sadly mistaken. It will get done, but it will require a few weeks of no fun and constant work, which I'm really not that into. In fact, I'm ( Read more... )

This has been the longest week of my life, and it's only Wednesday. Monday I had to do all the stuff I didn't do all weekend because I was in Macomb. Tuesday was the dreaded Tuesday of 9-5 internship and 6:00-8:30 class. Today I had a midterm and then presented in my night class. The midterm was pretty fucking weak. If I'm honest, I'll admit ( Read more... )

I woke up this morning sore from sleeping wrapped around my radiator because my apartment is so cold, but then I realized a few things ( Read more... )

There was a conversation today between the dual degree students and the main women's studies and social work faculty. It was frustrating on a lot of levels. It really felt like the social work department wasn't willing to bend at all and that any suggestions the students made were met with "oh, I don't think the social work faculty would be ( Read more... )

I had weird dreams last night. First I dreamed that my whole family was sitting around earnestly discussing whether it's okay to hate me because I'm a homo (brought on by my cousin calling me a homo over the weekend, I think anyway) and then I dreamed that I was being enrolled for mental health services at my internship (brought on by feeling ( Read more... )

I hate Loyola. They are never getting my money. I love Western. Someday, if I have some money, they will get it. More later.

I went and saw my godson on Monday, and when I did that, I went back to the town I grew up in and graduated from high school in (my mom has since moved about 10 miles away). Anyway, of course, one of the things his mom (who graduated in my class) and I do is catch up on all the gossip that her mom has and we don't get since we're both away at ( Read more... )