Sometimes I get really tired of the inside of my own head ( Read more... )

Molly Ivins, you were one of my heroes.

My arms are sore from playing the Nintendo Wii.

This is an interesting development.

All of you out there should watch out for my mad Tae-bo skills on Wii boxing.  You do not want to cross these fists of fury, no sir-ee.

So I have all of these fresh little ideas budding up in the clarity of winter's air, and TIME to spend doing WHATEVER I WANT for, literally, the first time in my life ( Read more... )

Hey world! I'm 22!

So perhaps it's a bit late for me to be writing this, but here goes:

I have issues with New Year's resolutions. I also have issues with misplaced apostrophes, but for different reasons, I think.  It seems that they are often put into words that do not need them (ie "panini's", as seen in the window of a local coffee shop presumably owned by ( Read more... )

I love finding my old hairs of a completely different length and hue stuck in the knit of last year's sweaters.  It lets me know that time has passed and that-- even in a small, superficial way-- I have changed ( Read more... )

I'm studying for the Praxis exam today, and it's totally lame.  The Praxis is the "Are you good enough to be a teacher?" test, measuring such exciting skills as "inferencing" (new word courtesy of Kaplan) and the ability to add decimals.  Seriously.  Adding decimals.  Perhaps I should avoid such hubris, but.... seriously.  Adding decimals?  ( Read more... )

So I got skipped at my extended family's annual gift swap.  While my cousin Andy got two gifts (a lovely flannel shirt-- the family Christmas standard issue--  from my uncle Ronnie and Chuck Klosterman's new book with "American Jesus" and "The Brief and Frightening Reign of Phil" from me), I received nothing.  No oversize sweater-vest featuring ( Read more... )

So it is done ( Read more... )