I've added "slip sex into someone's coffee" to my life's to-do list. I also added "vote by absentee ballot," but I think I'll take care of that one come November 2. I have decided to vote for Kerry, by the way.

Today has been so full. I had my first real exam today, in statistics. Went well. Friday I have test in Politics--should be rough. Monday ( Read more... )

Yesterday morning I had an 8:30 class. When I woke up, my clock said 8:31. I keep my clock six minutes fast, so I had five minutes to make it to Brown Science Center, which is the farthest building from me on campus. I have never gotten up and moving so quickly. I was taking off my pajama pants while I was still half-way in bed, grabbed my glasses ( Read more... )

It is 2:22 am. I am still not finished with my FLA paper and I have hmwk for every other subject to do, also.

I'm taking a break, and I want to turn up my music and sing as loudly as I can. But...I can't do that. Because I live in a dorm. I was talking to this girl today--she's a sophomore--and she lives with her boyfriend. They rent the second ( Read more... )

This weekend has been so full of contrast.

Saturday was...perfect? Yes, I dare say perfect. I slept in, and then decided to get ready for Miss Saigon at my house rather than at the dorm. In the burg, I took a shower barefoot, and sang really loudly, and fogged up the mirror. Celia arrived while I was still getting ready--I was so relieved to see ( Read more... )

This morning is interesting

I hoped that the books Robbie and I ordered would be in today, but they're not. I had been looking for a year for an out-of-print book, called Case and The Dreamer, by Theodore Sturgeon. I had this romantic idea of finding it an a rustic corner bookshop, but after I couldn't find it any used/rare bookstores within 45 ( Read more... )

Did I miss the memo that September 24 is Asshole Day?

Yesterday my precious mother--and a large group of other teachers--protested outside the county courthouse. Students, administration and even students joined in the peaceful assembly. They were protesting the CRAZY insurance rates, mainly.  Insurance for teachers has nearly quadrupled over the ( Read more... )

Your girlfriend isn't your best friend/but any friend is best when/you're freezing in the fucking rain.

Oh, orgasm. This song is wonderful.

I went to hear Nader speak today, but when Robbie and I got to the auditorium--after walking in the midday heat--all the seats were taken. Hardcore disappointment ensued, but sweated it off by the time I got ( Read more... )

I just remembered something. The other day I had an extremely in-depth religious discusssion with a girl I had just met. She was definitely amiable, even if we didn't agree on our beliefs. But, like I said, I just remembered something. At one point she said, "I don't think about why I believe what I do. I just believe it."

What the hell? Is that ( Read more... )

The scene opens with Mallory studying in the lobby, when suddenly her phone rings--her roommate's number comes up on ID.

Mal: Hey, girl.

AT: Hey, um, I might not be here when you get back, but just ignore the smell…

Mal: Smell?

AT: Yeah, I, uh…my pillow caught on fire, and now the whole hall smells like smoke..

Mal:  You what?! HOW IN THE HELL DID ( Read more... )

My politics professor, when discussing the difference between states and nations, compared nations to happiness: If you think you are a nation, you are a nation; if you think you are happy, you are happy. Both are psychological entities. I don't know about my being a nation, but I am happy. I am just slightly uncomfortable. My head hurts, and so ( Read more... )