Or so I hope the extra day I'm giving myself (read: extra all-nighter) will allow me to create. It's gonna cost close to $50 to ship my dissertation and have it arrive Tuesday no matter if I ship it Friday or Saturday, so what do you think I'm gonna do? It's technically due in their office on Monday but I will play the "I live in LA and can't ( Read more... )

I'm doing all the spelling and punctuation editing (also known as "silent editing") for my thesis and comparing some of the death speeches in order to distract myself from the fact that George W needs replacing but the *^%^^%$@^$#@%$# company that sends me stuff was a week late in getting them shipped and I am on my last one and it's in tatters but ( Read more... )

Excerpted from today's letter to Grandparents since I'm too lazy to write about myself twice (who am I kidding, I love writing about myself!).

Hello Grandfolks,

This all made me greatly miss Ashland, and I hope I can get up there soon! There is an author Mom and I have read that you might enjoy named Jill Paton Walsh, who is one of Dorothy Sayers' ( Read more... )

Today started out to be the best day guys, so I should have known that at one unfortunate but unanticipated point it would all come crashing down, even temporarily. And in reality, as the day went on, I naively started to think that "Hey, maybe this will be the PERFECT DAY that has been so elusive my whole life!" The weather was great, everyone was ( Read more... )

Urologist spent seven minutes with me (including an ultrasound: "It's like if you were pregnant" ha ha shut up) before telling me what I already knew: I'm just fine. I told the nurse, "at least SOMETHING down there is working right ( Read more... )

That was quite possibly the most uncomfortable, embarrassing, altogether unpleasant medical experience I have ever undergone. And keep in mind I have broken a knee, a nose, two and a half teeth, and had both a colonoscopy and a sigmoidoscopy. I don't even want to talk about it ( Read more... )

Kendall and I saw John Doyle's minimalist Sweeney Todd at the Ahmanson last night. We had "limited view" seats ($20) which ended up being on the aisle in the fifth row: not too shabby, and the closest I've ever been in that massive theatre! Judy Kaye stole the show as Mrs. Lovett, but her job was made easier by a forgettable Sweeney, whose voice ( Read more... )

It's been a long week, so of course I haven't written in my journal. I never manage to write about stuff that's actually worth remembering! Grandpa and I drove to USC on Monday for my interview with processing and my doctor's appointment in Glendale. Got the job, so I'm employed at least for a couple months (so great: casual dress, hour lunch, two ( Read more... )

I'm beginning to go crazy. No, I lie. I am continuing to go crazy. It is one thing to be cooped up at home with some embarassing debilitating condition that seems to be able to improve without actually feeling like it's improving. It's quite another to do that in Idyllwild ( Read more... )

Dad and I shlepped out to Glendale today to see a specialist who hopefully can save me from the agony/embarassment/boredom of sickness. He was quite to the point, but he is a specialist...like an uber-specialist in my kind of disease. This of course led Dad and me to tell about the humorous book titles in his office, namely Colon, Rectum and Anus. ( Read more... )