Dear Mom,

I recognize that you're trying to protect me. I understand why you've been drilling this into me since I was sixteen. I know that some people have betrayed you in the past and you don't want that for me.

( However. )

While in bed last night, obviously listening to a bunch of bandom songs, my mind wandered and I determined three things:

1) My involvement in bandom has humanized the artists, which means that I'm involved on the personal level. I automatically try to interpret lyrics based on the artists' public persona and history instead of any creative... ( Read more... )

Stayed up with Mom until 12:30+am writing up the suggested language for three separate letters of recommendation, because apparently it's socially acceptable to write one's own references, but a complete faux pas to have them be the same one every time.

Am trawling eBay for different childhood for cheap, but all I've found are v. unfortunate OR v. ( Read more... )