I went to the college where I'll be studying mortuary sciences today, and when I sat in the office waiting for my adviserr to show up I started reading this journal they had there for professional morticians. The first article was all about the unique concerns and properties involved in embalming and burying infants...well. Um, all right then. * ( Read more... )

Just a quick post. I was researching Memento Mori (Victorian Post-Mortem Photography), and I found out about this non-profit organization in Colorado called "Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep."
Various photographers volunteer to photograph couples and moms with their still-born and premature babies as a way to remember the baby and keep them from becoming ( Read more... )

God, this has been...I don't know what kind of year it's been, but... I got a call last night around 11 from a friend who told me that Lilly, a girl I went on AKP to Japan with had died the other morning. I had been sleeping when I got the call, so this morning I woke up thinking, "Was that real?" I guess it was, and yet another person has died ( Read more... )

Thanksgiving rocks my socks. First I ate at Johnny's parents house, and then half an hour later we went to eat at Eileen's house. I think I gained 5lbs in just that day...woot ( Read more... )

So, working at the circulation desk the other night, and someone returns a book, a rather wide one with a black cover and the title, "Sleeping Beauties," or some such business. I opened it, cuz I'm nothing if not nosy. Turns out it was a collection of 19th Century memorial photography. Basically, pictures taken of people after they're dead. (Anyone ( Read more... )

This week has been such an odd one. While nothing particulary bad happened to me (except for yesterday when I fell down the stairs, spilled tea all over my printer, and managed to stain the white walls of my dorm with red dye) there's just been this general atmosphere of death and mishap ( Read more... )

So I saw in the news that a bus escaping from Rita exploded. It was full of older people and all their oxygen tanks. Something happened to the bus, and it started a fire that reached the tanks...and that's all she wrote ( Read more... )

Holy shit I haven't updated this shit in like, a really long time. Lots has happened but too much to write, so let's start from today! Uh...yeah. Back at Smith , feels really weird. Not much else ( Read more... )

Renee: "My mom has a boyfriend. He lives in Rhode Islande. His name's Paul."
Me: "Yeah?"
Renee: "He's cool. His son just had a baby this week."
Me: "So if your mom and him get married, that'll make you an...aunt?"
Renee: "A murderer. I hate children. No, better yet: a cannibal."

“My hair probably looks like shit ( Read more... )