She lifted the monument in her monumental arms
She was the Mother Superior with her carry-on luggage charms
She was this androgynous powder-nosed girl next door
She had eaten her dog and she was back for more
Back for more, back for more
Oh she was back for more, some more, ( yes please, some more )

Last night after I finished closing the bar I went for some drunken go-karting (yes, at 4am!) and it was so much fun! It was my first REAL time go karting (by which I mean being in cars that are FAST LIKE WOAH and on a track that's more than just a loop -- anyone remember that time in PEI years ago, or is it just me ( Read more... )

Research paper due tomorrow:
Done the research (where are my notes?).
Read the books (well, 40p left of Native Son).
Typed up my works cited list (imoressive, surely).

Now, to spew 10-12 pages about the presentation/problem of manhood in Afr-Amer literature.

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In case anyone other than my brother was confused by my last post: I'm getting fat, not preggers.

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"Do not leave me alone like this," said Neary, "crackling with sins, my lips still moist with impieties tossed off in the heat of controversy."

-- Murphy, Samuel Beckett.

Yeah yeah of course I'm late with this, I usually am, but my laptop died and has just been resurrected and I'm excited ( Read more... )