June 2010
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July 2009
4 posts
Sorting through reams of paper each day means...
Names I’ve seen while working at a law office that I’m glad aren’t mine - first name “North,” last names “O’Crotty,” “Christ” (first initial was a J., no lie), “Pig,” and, by far the worst, “Hymen.” Yep, spelled that way, too.
The person with the unfortunate last name “Hymen” was a woman, which led me...
This may or may not be the coolest thing I've ever... →
2.3 billion years...
…is apparently how long the earth has before the sun fries it, according to TIME. That’s 1 billion more revolutions than was previously predicted.
When I first read this, I was oddly comforted about our increased permanence. Then I did a mental double-take - what reason did I have to be so relieved? It’s not like I’m going to be around to be feel the difference.
When...
June 2009
4 posts
“there came a moment in the middle of the song when she suddenly felt every...”
– Brian Andreas
By far, my favorite story of his yet
AAH
WHEN WILL I EFFING LEARN?!
“I’m better with words when I don’t want anything because then...”
– Brian Andreas
This is definitely how I feel right now, due to an essay, and usually, due to life.
“Heartbeats,” by Jose Gonzalez
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May 2009
6 posts
Another reason why I want a Mac! The fact that... →
Oh, the father WOULD have a camera. Tourist... →
Now I understand what Dali felt when he painted...
Time has stopped. I swear, I’m going to go insane if I keep checking the how-many-days-until-I-go-home countdown I constantly have going in my head.
Today was Philfest, and I didn’t go because of work/The Daily/stupidity. The shittiest part was that it was right outside Norris, so I could hear the band going slash see everybody dancing, and it reminded me SO MUCH of Folklife and...
Hermione shouldn't be the only student who gets a...
WHY DOES IT ALWAYS SEEM LIKE EVERYTHING IS HAPPENING AT THE SAME TIME?
Sorry. Capital letters are usually required to type indignation.
UGHHHHH.
I wonder if there are wallflower parrots who are... →
New obsessionnnnn... →
On a night when even the potential to be productive via clothes-washing is thwarted by an overly-crowded laundry room, what’s a girl to do besides discovering new ways to put things off?
Part of me thinks I’m fomenting this interest in graphic design just to give myself another avenue of “productive” procrastination. La la la.
April 2009
1 post
March 2009
5 posts
This makes me a little nauseous. →
It is so pretty. Band after band that I would perform sexual favors to see, and yet I’ll be here, in good ol’ E-town…man. I miss Seattle a lot these days.
“We are what we repeatedly do.”
– Aristotle
I try to remember this when I am repeatedly checking Facebook, or repeatedly putting off papers to watch Office reruns. Sigh.
In the words of Gatorade...
…is it in you?
Normally, when I have to write a paper, I at least have this sense of all the knowledge churning around inside me (like last night’s dinner, say, all digested-like), just ready to come out. Ew, this analogy is gross.
My point is, I feel ready to write the essay, able. Nourished with the right stuff to perform on the big day.
Today, not so much.
UGH. EIGHT PAGES...
“Daylight” by Matt and Kim
This is...