yayyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm presenting my sip! at the midwest sociological society- annual meeting!! eeeeeeeEEeEEEEEE!

This chapter is coming to a close, and the next page is coming, and I´m pretty excited about it, que bacan. I´m celebrating by doing a master cleanse and reading zen books in my free time and thinking in spanish and making more straight friends, as ol´jack might say. Accomplishing arbitrary goals! Reach for whichever stars you want to reach! is ( Read more... )

f! giant crashes. GIANT CRASHES: meanings, hopes, dreams, futures, pasts, scrabbles, f.

i guess i´m stuck with some of the most racist upperclass mumbling people in the whole damn country for the next month. jallalla o algo asi.

EVERYONE IN THE LIBRARY SHUT THE FUCK UP RIGHT NOW

i feel the spring magnets ( Read more... )

ooh, i am so excited to be back in academia candyland. when i really school someone in postmodern critical theory or think about my thesis ethnography or argue the pants off neoliberals it gives me the same raw pleasure feeling as i imagine a bear feels catching and biting into a wiggling salmon. and, since being back, I can for the first time ( Read more... )

ok, i´m in a pretty wierd place where i dont want to be anywhere except in a place with all the people i love, but then they couldnt even talk amongst each other and now i have two languages competing when i want to say something (and i was bad enough at talking with only one) and i hate my own race but i love my own roots in corn fields and ( Read more... )

diay. i fail at life this week.

i´ve just survived what i can only hope was the worst, unluckiest week of my life. It began with a half-kidnapping and it ended in fireworks and dysentary, is all i can make myself write. Internet is nearly impossible to find. Send me letters, please! i promise you`ll get in return all types of leaves, polaroid nonsense, drunken spanish love songs ( Read more... )