Today was the last day of class. I'm sort of glad... I'll miss my friends, but I'm ready to take a break from school and being around people all the time. I miss books. I thought I'd have more spare time once the one-acts were finished, but it seems destined not to be. I'm pretty sure I punched my Spanish final in the face today. Almost forgot ( Read more... )

Today was nice. Got up, put on laundry, finished The Exorcist (suspenseful, but not scary-- although my friend Ryan now says I must see the movie, which will doubtless Freak Me Out) whilst enjoying the beautiful weather, had breakfast with maybe six of the usual suspects, came back to the room, read a good chunk of Gore Vidal's Creation ( ( Read more... )

So I realize that I never, ever update, but I've finally got a reasonable excuse: the internet to my computer is cut off for some mysterious reason no one can seem to tell me. The flimsy quality of this particular dodge is revealed when I add that my roommate, the wonderful misfit_artist, has a computer and lets me use it, but shhhh, you didn't hear that ( Read more... )

Oh. Ha. Ha. We're in a Mercury retrograde, aren't we? Would you look at that?

That does explain it.

Ignore the previous post.

As my friend Stephanie says, "I can't brain today-- I've got the dumb."

A long time ago, before winter break and about halfway through the fall semester, I started feeling worried and anxious for no reason at all. It was like something nagging at me constantly; like a homework assignment I'd forgotten but knew in the back of my head was due next week. The semester ended, break crawled by in an orgy of retail work ( Read more... )

So I asked my mommaFor her two cents ( Read more... )

So fajrdrako's recent art post, and her resolution to post good art in the coming year, has inspired me to play at being art critic a little myself.


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I realize it has been well over a month since my last post, which was a meagre one at that, and that many of you are probably by now operating on the assumption that I have been eaten by the other freshmen at college in a desperate attempt to escape the unending horror of cafeteria food. I assure you this is not the case. I ate them. (*rimshot ( Read more... )

This does, I realize, make me an irreparable dork, but, allow me to say:

Happy birthday, Francis Crawford of Lymond. You've done more for my vocabulary than any man living.

So, college continues to be amazing.

My friend Kevin, while driving in Nashville: "You see those two guys on the corner arguing? I just had a fantastic idea. I'm gonna do a British drive-by."
Me: "A what hunh now?"
Kevin: *rolls down his window, goes past* "I disagree, sir!In other news, I have both written and received fantastic amounts of ( Read more... )