A note for those not keen on subtext:

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Because what happens inside cabins in the bucolic nightmare that is Maine stays inside cabins in the bucolic nightmare that is Maine and because I haven't done a googlism in years. And I know people will bitch and moan because it's long and I don't really care, but I'd rather avoid comments to the effect of "Let me tell you how you should ( Read more... )

Done with undergraduate school?

Check!

A semester (and a year) comes to fruition with one paper. The academic exploration of two Catholic novels behind the cut is the paper that potentially could keep me from graduating.

After I told Bill he was to receive the paper soon, he sent me this:

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( The Thesis Cover )

I think everyone should test their knowledge of me.

they put angels in the electric chair the electric chair the electric chair ( Read more... )

Or:

What To Do When You Have A Cold: A Breakdown of the Past Thirty-Six Hours

10:00am
Decided that, since I do not have to pay rent this month, that I can afford to buy a very cheap printer so as not to keep up my freeloader routine. Do so and burn my screenwriting professor an album which will not be released for a few weeks to make up for when ( Read more... )

For those of you who fulfill the following:

1. Live in the Boston area.
   
2. Like books.
   
3. Know me.
   
4. Have no previous engagements.

I invite you all to come hear me read an excerpt from my thesis project in the Emerson Room at two o'clock in the afternoon tomorrow. (The Emerson Room is that one on the second floor of the Little Building, in the front of the ( Read more... )

I stepped out of 180 Tremont, departing from class and, within five seconds, was at my apartment building. That walk usually takes fifteen minutes. I guess I've been sleepwalking again.