I am alive, for those who didn't know.  I have several current "places of temporary residence."  These include, but are not limited to:

Bethlehem, PA
Hillsborough, NJ
The entire Pioneer Valley, MA
Norwich, VT
New York, NY
My ever-loving, trustworthy, best companion of a white Jetta

I've been spending the summer "doing thesis research and photographing."  ( Read more... )

2009.
I have yet to come up with any resolutions, so I resolve to create a few.  I've been very happy lately, even though my situations keep changing (always) between school and New Jersey and New York and a million places in between.  Winter break has treated me well enough.  I have a Hassie waiting for me in Quincy, Mass.  Also, due to this, I am ( Read more... )

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I've forgotten about this thing for a while.
My heat is on with the windows open - my room has the most wonderful cross breeze and lofted ceiling this year.  It's cozy.
I am trying to write a paper on biopolitics and the deployment of sexuality via Foucault, but it is tiresome.  My thoughts are leaking out of my ears along with what I'd like to think ( Read more... )

My room echoes.
I've been done with classes for a bit less than two weeks.  It's summer when I drive with the windows down - the Valley is incomprehensibly beautiful this time of year... It's magic that I don't drive off the road just looking at it all.  Well - sometimes.  Intentionally.  Aqua Vitae Road.
Commencement is in two days, then I'm ( Read more... )

Arrrghh!
Spring fever is catching up to me, and all I can think about is the prospect of having the perfect summer.  I'm supposed to hear back from Conde Nast sometime this week or next week about the internship - I almost hate myself for putting such faith into this opportunity.  5700 people applied for 85 positions... I'm a nutcase. 
School's been ( Read more... )

Thood for Fought/Thought for Food/Food for Thought:

I'm in the library, feeling incapable of getting this Sociology paper done.  To my left, somebody wrote "Heart Body Mind" in pencil on the wall.  I lean over a bit to read the rest of it, obscured by my desk.   It then turns into
Heart Body Mind ]-- contradiction and pain

And to think I figured I ( Read more... )

Things are hectic.  Spring semester is proving to be the most relentlessly busy period of time I have ever experienced.  Four classes: Photo 2, Critical Ethnography, Sociology, Crafting Creative Non Fiction.  I'm working on a grant through (and I guess, for) the Writing Center.  I'm working on a sheep farm about three days a week.  And I think I'm ( Read more... )

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[knocking on my door]
A: Hey, are you in there?  I have a question.
F: [opening door] Hey, what's -- OH MY GOD
[falls to floor, laughing, Andy stands naked in front of me]
A: Hey, can I borrow some sugar?  Never, never pick dare.  But do you have sugar?
[Hoard of people come around corner, laughing.  Dan is doubled over, giggling, and Josh jumps out of ( Read more... )