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I think this journal may become more of an art journal than a life journal...or maybe a little bit of both...we'll see (copyright exploitation is sooo easy in Live Journal). At any rate, this poem is очень класнный! (tres cool)

VILLANELLE AFTER A BURIAL

by Steven Cramer

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Ok, so I went to my first sorority formal tonight. It was actually a lot of fun and I am very glad I went. I am still recovering from the open bar. So I know these "who are you" internet thingys get annoying and you won't be seeing many more for a while, but this one had to go up as I am a history nerd.


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Today, I've been particularly upset. I just had a wonderful conversation with a really great guy and was momentarily able to forget how uneased I am with the world right now. For this and many other things I thank him. I don't care where you stand about the situation in Israel and Palestine, but the recent news has got to disturb you. Not ( Read more... )

Yet another nonsubstantive entry... A LOT of stuff is going on and when I get time Cuba pictures and a life update are in store. Maggie is now my friend which means this journal thing is going to continue for awhile... So in honor of Maggie and all she represents in my life I've decided to post the following fax-forwarded joke from the mid 1980's ( ( Read more... )

So I officially have strepth throat. And my life sucks in sickness and sadness. And papers suck. SUCKAGE. I rediscovered an Irish poem I loved in high school. Although I am currently manless, I think I can relate to her emotions ( Read more... )

Un Mundo Mejor es Possible ( Read more... )

"The best thing for being sad," replied Merlin, beginning to puff and blow, "is to learn something ( Read more... )

Every day I wake up and above my alarm clock see "Бей!!! По Врагу Культурной Революции" . Perhaps I should move my alarm clock. Today was a uber BLAH day. I badly need spring break. Cuba, mi alma está contigo. Havana, here I come ( Read more... )