I happened upon a copy of Stephen Fry's The Ode Less Travelled while searching the 'new books' section. Every time I see the author's photo on the back flap, I giggle like a mentally challenged hyena. He looks so dubious and serious, and sports an Unfortunate Haircut.

I love this man.

the hedge abides.

This weekend was for celebrating Mya's last final. It was also for meeting the infamous Richie, who is getting married this week, and toasting my brother at the Red Dragon (something about him fundamentally running the company or something...). Saturday was for reading Sherant's blogathon posts and watching her awesome work process. Then it was ( Read more... )

After getting summarily rejected by the U, regardless of my training and experience, I spent this morning writing new cover letters and applying to three other jobs there. I still need to contact my 5th grade teacher about her husband getting me an in for a job with the state, but I've also decided to try a new tack. This may or may not work, ( Read more... )

I love my parents, but I really wish that we would get that house in Longfellow. I love my car, but I'm terrified that it will break down before I can work enough to get it fixed. I love my friends, but often want to smack them. I love my cats, but, you know, if they just stopped eating so much, they wouldn't have to use the litter box so much, ( Read more... )

My window fan is set to "exhaust," which means the blades are going in opposite directions. It makes me woozy if I accidentally stare at it ( Read more... )

So, having slain the giantess who killed her father, Sputnik's family was avenged ( Read more... )