While I was organizing my study this afternoon I happened to come across an old notebook that only contained an entry written during one of my last days at Oglethorpe. I found it to be the most petty, self-absorbed, melodramatic and thoroughly entertaining piece of literature I have written so far. Before I tossed this in the recycling bin, I ( Read more... )

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Yeah right, it would take far too long. Howdy all, I know my upkeep with this blog has been, well, lacking. However, my life has been so hectic that today was the first time since mid May that I've checked my email. I am currently taking a summer honors English course at MC and have been swamped by my research work concerning the internment of ( Read more... )

Well, like I promised, the production pictures are up. Just click on the link if you care to view them. I'm the cop, if you were wondering.

Laramie PhotosMy weekend was one of pain and progress thanks to the Landmark Forum. In a nutshell, it has changed my life. For the first time in seven years, I am no longer afraid of people. I'll go into ( Read more... )

Well, not exactly...I should be working but I desperately needed a break. Wow, so much has happened in the past month that I won't bore you with the fine details. "The Laramie Project" opened and closed...a phenomenal, if not wearying process if I do say so. I have never been so close with an entire cast and crew in my short yet thrilling ( Read more... )

Ah, relief is almost in sight ( Read more... )

I have just been a witness to a blinding vision of excess. My father drove his business associate's car home this evening and now a Mercedes 500 SL is cooling itself off in our garage. I couldn't help but sneak a peek at that $97,000 beauty and take in its beaming glow. What can I say? I appreciate beautiful automobiles, 'nuff said. ( Read more... )

I've been debating with myself quite a bit lately on the matter of my emotions. I have no idea what is happening to me and quite frankly, I've been enjoying these new sensations immensely. Is what I'm experiencing now really the same phenomenon that bards have been harping on for millennia? Is this (gulp) love? Oh, I dread to believe that is ( Read more... )

Today was so lovely I just couldn't bear to stay cooped up inside. Instead of my usual routine of hunkering down in the library with a few books, I decided to study in the campus' courtyard. However, studying soon turned into people watching and sketching. (What "artist" would be able to resist her urges with such an eclectic student population ( Read more... )

What a wondrous end to a week filled with utter chaos. (Cliff-Notes Version) Jonathan took me to the Kennedy Center Jazz Club to see T.S. Monk (who is the son of the late, great Thelonious Monk) perform. I became so enveloped in the cool, blue notes of the music that time seemed to dissipate from life's constant heartbeat. However, that sextet ( Read more... )