The day before I went back to SDSU, I had to dig some old files off of my old PC before my parents got rid of it. I was amazed at the number of IM conversations I saved, for one thing. As I began to read through them, trying to decide which ones were worth keeping and which ones I no longer needed, I was struck by the fact that I rarely have those ( Read more... )

I feel kind of suffocated. By life, I guess. I feel really lazy all the time, and I need to snap out of it. I've started calling a day a success if I get one thing accomplished (other than my homework). I've put off things like applying for this one job for various reasons (that I know I'm going to get--they hire anybody and they just had 5 people ( Read more... )

Goddamn city is in an uproar. People in my dorm are packing up and leaving. There are rumors that we might be evacuated because of the Mt. San Miguel fire, which is just west of us. My roommate woke me up between 3:30 and 4am to turn on the news and suggest we might pack up some of our belongings in case we do have to evacuate. Bush just declared ( Read more... )

So, yesterday evening, I rented a movie by the name of Thank You for Smoking. It was quite a good movie. I'm going to recommend it to Ladd; it was very funny, and it was all about lobbyists ( Read more... )

Scottish Games were a blast on Saturday; although everybody else (excluding Sam and Caitlin) bought weapons of some sort, I was content to purchase an extraordinarily cute (if I do say so myself) bodice. It's burgandy on one side and brown on the other, as it is reverseable. The drawback is that it basically prevents heavy breathing, and thus, ( Read more... )

I keep looking out into the backyard, half-expecting her to be there, rolling around on the grass, or laying in the sun, or sitting on the steps looking up at me with those soft brown eyes ( Read more... )

I don't want school to end. I don't want this year to be over. I don't want summer to come ( Read more... )

Recently, I happened to pick up the Amadon, the school newspaper of exceedingly poor quality. Browsing through it, however, an article caught my eye. It was about an attack, presumed to stem from race, that occured at Stoneridge Mall in early April. The 16-year-old boy's name was Sunny Tripathy (although the article spelled it wrong: 'Sonny') and ( Read more... )

Mmmm ( Read more... )

Yes, for a brief time, I once again exist on the internet! The occasion was provided for by my sister deciding to be generous and to allow me to access her computer. Oh, joy ( Read more... )