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Got home from Jon's house tonight after a delightful evening of Christmas devotion, bad 80s Jewish romance comedy, and Toy Story 2 then promptly remembered that tomorrow (now today) is the day I have to give back my laptop.

This laptop which I am now typing on was loaned to me by the college of engineering. I was a research secretary for the deans ( Read more... )

Today's goals:

Make the bed
Read the scriptures
Give the class presentation
Grade the papers
Dodge the Research Secretary Boss
Do the homework
Do the homework again because you did the wrong homework

Don't say any bad words

oh bodeggit.

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I did it I wrote a paper about Burke ( Read more... )

I do believe I have squandered the hours quite recklessly in the study of British Literature ( Read more... )

Each post now seems like a quick jotting-down of what's happening in my life... and nothing nodding around in my noggin peeps through the cobweb of tasks I list ( Read more... )

I miss the family ( Read more... )

My rather large paper that was 'due' yesterday is actually 'due' next Wednesday.

I love professors. They possess the ability to release so much joy with just a simple email.

I have a thesis!

Thank you, five hours of studying. A thesis is what I wanted most of all.

"In George Herbert's The Temple, internal submission operates not only as a means of rejecting Catholic bio-power - successfully re-claiming the human body on the battlefield of bio-politics - but also as a means of securing grace for the speaker and ( Read more... )