Because I'm sitting here trying to read a friend's thesis and give feedback (omg, why am I such a friggin' slow reader of nonfiction?) I declined G's offer to join him in watching America's Best Dance Crew.

We had really enjoyed watching all the back episodes, marveling over the Jabbawockeez and excited about the presence of Vogue Evolution, a crew ( Read more... )

Life. It seems to be going pretty well, I think. There's some stuff going on work wise that is neither full of drama nor angst, but is still difficult. I think that's a good thing. School starts Monday ( Read more... )

It's 3:30 and with the help of G's mom the house is in really good shape to pass back to its owners. These owners arrive tonight around 10:00 p.m. G's mom (and dad, brother, and nephew) are in a hotel.

But wait!, you might say, why aren't they in the house that you closed on yesterday. Your new house with three bedrooms and that unfortunate wall ( Read more... )

Spring Break - which was, despite my being fairly consistent about doing work, super fun and relaxing - is over. Dad and Trish are here (actually, at the moment they are at the Desert Museum) and I am attempting to write essays. I'm struggling. Derrida is not my friend. But Derrida is not the problem. The problem is that Spring Break is over ( Read more... )

On December 26th I took a trip to San Diego to see my sister's son. Also my sister and my brother, and, naturally, my brother-in-law. I hadn't seen Mason since he was born eighteen months ago. An enormous number of things have changed in my life since then. Re-reading the entries I wrote then, I scarcely feel like the same person.

It is traditional ( Read more... )

Tomorrow is Guille's bday, which means tomorrow is CHRISTMAS EVE! This does not compute. I don't know if it's the so-focused-on-school-I-forgot-the-world thing, or just the fact that Tucson is merry bright and above 65* every day, but I didn't quite realize how fast this had come. Now my brain is doing double work just to catch up ( Read more... )

The semester is over and I was victorious!  (That is, I turned everything in on time, and there was nothing I was ashamed of.)

Mom is currently visiting me, which is wonderful, but I am also tired. A little too tired to write a real post.

Holy OMG! Trishie sent this to me and it is just too perfect for words. The lyrics are so amazingly appropriate it seems impossible. And Palin singing the part of the women of the night who otherwise preach that one doesn't really have choices so you might as well give 'em what they want is also perfect. Not that she's a prostitute, but what they ( Read more... )

I voted last week at an early voting station here in Tucson. It was awesome ( Read more... )

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