So, ever since grad and the craziness that followed it--more tears than I've seen since last year at the same time, a twenty hour train ride, actually appreciating Indiana in some sort of twisted way, leaving almost as soon as I got home to go drive around richmond, wander in the earlham woods, go to el rodeo (a very odd experience, after being in ( Read more... )

Three left.

I just fucked up physics paper two something terrible, but oh well. At this point I really, really don't care at all. paper three tomorrow and french on friday and I'm done forever. No more IB for me ever again!
gah. I really don't want to study relativity and astrophysics right now.
bleh.

Ugh. I do not appreciate the International Baccalaureate. On monday I have english paper 2 and econ papers 1 and 2, on tuesday I have econ paper 3 and physics papers 1 and 2, wednesday is physics paper 3, and friday is french papers 1 and 2 ( Read more... )

Always with the creative titles ( Read more... )

So. Here I am, eating gouda cheese that I've kept refrigerated in my windowsill and rye crackers, and writing a livejournal entry rather than doing the work that I should have finished by now. But I don't mind. Someday I will, when fate gets sick of me testing it with the assumption that I'll get everything done on time somehow, but not tonight is ( Read more... )

So, I wrote this awhile ago, late at night when I was fed up with the way people approach the world. The logic is slightly flawed in parts, largely because I finished writing it at three in the morning, but I feel that in many ways it still accurately reflects a lot of what I feel about economics. It's also one of the few things I've written for ( Read more... )

"I'm an introvert. You are a wonderful person and I like you. But now please shush."

Good article

Jorge is walking around the dorm with a container of disinfectant wipes and cleaning all of the doorknobs because a lot of people have the flu.

Another one bites the dust.

This is bullshit.

This class is falling apart.

Tahl's next, unless he pulls his act together. Mount Blanc is already three down from the start of the year.

Fuck.

There's something you get from folk music and good, healthy, hearty food and working on a farm and drizzling rain on country roads that you can't get anywhere else. It's the same thing you get from drinking out of rough earthenware mugs and harvesting vegetables at dawn when the dew is still on them and shopping at farmer's markets. It's something ( Read more... )