Things are getting nice. I could win if I tried -- at least in terms of academi[emi]a, not in that visceral sense... though I've come to see it's the little things that count in regard of the latter, and the former is just a goddamn fucking gamble.*

(Precise sense is not to be made, I'd wager. )

*at least when you're not a Katie.

Was this year supposed to make everyone feel so dumb?
If yes, it's succeeded greatly.

Effort barely enters into it anymore.

I've just changed from melancholic blue Chicago architecture to somewhat obnoxious bold squares.

That'd be the one thing I'd take back from the past 24 hours.

My word, and your word, of the day is mondegreen

It's ridiculous, you guys. Too many people are getting into this sorrowful state where we want something out of this whole social interaction thing, something more tangible or so. It's completely understandable, and it's likely contagious - I'm feeling a bit off myself and all about the contemplation. I said some really true introspective things ( Read more... )

It's been an odd week, to say the least. My skills of reflection might be somewhat diminished in my current state, that is to say: bed, darkness. There was a lovely concert, which got progressively more awesome afterwards. There was a huge paper I barely remember handing in and then there was a pretty kickass halloween, despite a deja vu in which I ( Read more... )

All this cross-continental travel from colleagues (and spouses) has got me itching to simply materialize in famed foreign cities. Family trips, while a great opportunity, lose something in the excessive planning and the need to sate everyone's personal needs, ages etc. While my parents and sister aren't nearly as conventional with that sort of ( Read more... )

I had a strange moment today in the park. A flashforward to the future in which I imagined some type of domestic bliss. Kids, other than as entities upon which I would impose names, have never appealed to that degree before. Suddenly and perhaps only briefly I wanted a bizarre little kid to call my own... and a similarly quirky male to put it all ( Read more... )

Oi, you guys. I'm over here now: bit-part.blogspot.com. And if you weren't already reading this fine publication, you certainly are now. :D

Seven hours spent in a hospital waiting room made for one of the best nights in awhile.