January 2012
98 posts
For those who don't know, the tables have slightly...
and not necessarily in my favor. I suppose that I could take quite a few things away from this experience, but what really bothers me is being constantly lumped together with something that does not even exist.
It would be comparable to me asking how my friend’s dog is, when in reality, she/he does not own a dog. Yet still I inquire about the dog. This friend of mine is polite, as it is...
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Brainworx……
“What can be explained is not poetry.”
– W.B. Yeats (via bodasdesangre)
Don't you just love nightmares?
Don’t you just love nightmares for 8 hours in a row? Even though you wake up every ten minutes?
Last night sucked, to say the least. Neck hurts, no sleep, good morning, Monday.
Oh, you silly, stupid, passtime of mine
You were always good for a rhyme And from the first, to the last time, the signs said ‘Stop’ - but we went on whole-hearted It ended bad, but I love where we started It said ‘Stop’ but we went on whole-hearted
It ended bad, but I love where we started
Desperately missing the company of Beth Olson, Tatiana Penagos, and Ganga Braun. I guess I’m just impatient, but I can’t find people/connections like that anymore. Ah, well, three unique souls indeed.
By the way, I hope you three are having a nice semester so far!
Trying to catch the sunrise
So that I may end up with some decent pictures this weekend.
Twenty minutes after one
One more class. One more class. One more class.
I missed the first day of class yesterday. Dr. Harrawood isn’t mad, but he’s asked me to do a presentation on Sonnet 136 for tomorrow. Apparently, the rest of the class broke into groups. I am kind of glad to be doing it alone. The the 30 or so pages of reading.
Then, to study for Physical Anthropology, which I do NOT want to do…
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made by elves: Anderson Cooper's Commencement... →
opaque:
While I don’t remember commencement, I do remember my senior year of college feeling paralyzed, because I thought I had to figure out my future all at once. Pick a career, start down a path I’d be on for the rest of my life. I now know it doesn’t work that way. Everyone I know who is successful,…
