Sheets of rain fell outside but our windows were open because we wanted to feel the cool wet breeze cut under the heaviness that the air had supported throughout the morning. I showered in the rain today. Just outside in the backyard with Zion's bottle of Head and Shoulders and someone else's bottle of Suave body wash and yet someone else's face ( Read more... )

Better in touch with reality today than I have been all semester long. Classes are over, and I just barely made it out with my balls intact.
Good God, good!

I spent more time today reading about John Edwards's debate performance the other night than studying. (It was more stimulating reading.)
But then I did study, and thought myself in ok shape going ( Read more... )

I am standing right at the edge. I want to be done with this semester so badly, and in perfect ironic symmetry, the only thing left in my path is my post-modernist class. I am not going to do well on the final, but for what it's worth, I don't care, because three A's and one D is fine enough to postpone armageddon until next December, at least.

I ( Read more... )

Done-zo.

Jesus, it feels so good:

• (Sort of) chicken-fighting (on land) at Mikey and Tom's old digs.
• Shared a plaid jacket with Hans. Then Hans left, so I left his jacket with Sofapunch. Or whomever. (I still find it hilarious that I know a kid named Hans, and that it's totally for real.)
• Watched about 15 minutes of GI Joe Public Service Announcements. ( Read more... )

Last day of classes.
The mad scramble to finish.
Met with an English buddy last night to help each other in our short fiction revisions. Then came home and worked that thing to the bone.
Spent most of today filling out course evaluations, and hunting down Bill Hardesty, the chair of the English department (as well as my 347 prof), in order to begin ( Read more... )

"Alright kid, you're all clear. Now let's blow this thing and go home."