"Maybe you're left-handed and just haven't realized it." ~ Sophie, on my lack of coordination ( Read more... )

wow.  I'm out of breath and flying, grinning certainly not thinking about all the work i need to do.

Roger Bonair-Agard came to Brown to give the opening convocation for Caribbean History Week.  And he took my breath away.  again.

I don't have words to describe this man's art, his stage presence, the calypso lilt of rich, thick voice.  The way he ( Read more... )

Yesterday one of my sisters told me that if she could put one person's face atop a cardboard cut out of the body of blond porn star with alabaster thighs, it would be mine. This morning she told me that she only chose the adjective "alabaster" because it rhymed with "Genna" (she is, of course, a native Rhode Islander).

Still, i take this as a

Tonight is the last rush event, that invite only soiree that, last year, alleviated all my fears about rush's un-successes.  I fell in love with our pledge class at last year's party.

But tonight, my heart hurts.  Tonight, I'm afraid of what lies ahead for this place that, for the first time, made me understand that home and family can be connected ( Read more... )

When I said I was going to beat myself up, I didn't think I meant literally. But a look at my body at the end of the week might make you think otherwise. The arch of my left foot sports a black-n-blue, The back of my right hand a 2nd(?) degree burn, the back of my left wrist an inexplicable scrape ( Read more... )

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A friend of mine died today.  I don't know how or what of.

It's been months since I've spoken to her or heard from her, which for me is par for the course.  I didn't think anything of it.

She's a beautiful person.  Attractive in that way that makes you feel simultaniously like you want, need, must get to know her better and like you've known her ( Read more... )

So I thought to myself: hey, I don't have quite enough things sucking away at my life essence.

And thus was born the livejournal.

Actually here's the real story; About a month or so ago I was home on winter break and talking to a new and unlikely friend of mine. We have some old high school friends in common, and he was giving me an update on ( Read more... )