After a rather stressful day at work ("Can you spend several hours on the phone with a firm of Scottish engineers? It'll be just like Christmas dinner with your in-laws!") I went to London this evening and had dinner with the South African Siren! For late arrivals to the party of my endlessly fascinating life, I spent a year living abroad some time ( Read more... )

Hello, internet. I am writing this in my departure gate at JFK, feeling so tired I could cut loose and float away like a balloon. I begin to suspect it is the horrible harsh exhaustion of my body saying, okay, law school, moving out, four days in Manhattan in the pouring rain, being nice to family in CT all very well, but for god's sake GO HOME AND ( Read more... )

I appreciate every single damn one of your comments, emails and texts, you are all fabulous fabulous people. I am not replying to things because my parents are here (which, by the way, is cool but EPIC DISCOMBOBULATE) and convocation is TOMORROW, ohmygod, and can you believe I still haven't quite finished my papers yet. (If you can see a logical ( Read more... )

Here is how I am. Conversation with the nice people at the vegan cafe: "Iona! Iced or regular ( Read more... )

In the latest from Ithaca's dizzy meteorology, twenty-five degrees and a summer storm. It was minus five last week. I will never understand this place. But I appreciated the t-shirt and sandals. My toes hadn't seen sun since New Orleans ( Read more... )

I've had a nice weekend. The Siren is back from Forn Parts, and I'd missed her; we managed to go grocery shopping this morning without anybody crying; yesterday was
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One of those nights, my friends. One of those nights. I've been doing well, though, so I won't complain and will sit and read First Amendment common law until the hydroxyzine kicks in.


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So, I was going to make a cranky LDR post, but, on second thoughts, perhaps not. I am cranky. At some level I always am. Long-distance relationships suck monkey balls. Don't do them, they're awful and sad ( Read more... )

I went skiing today! It's part of Project Get Out of the House On Weekends, and the Siren came round this morning at nine am when I was half-asleep and half-wondering why I'd agreed to it, but I tumbled out the door and we picked up Baby E and the air was fresh and surprisingly non-chilled - it was a delicious six degrees above today - and the ( Read more... )

So, you might have noticed the enormous snowstorm threatening to hit most of the eastern United States. Four inches or so overnight, with a foot and a half predicted for tomorrow. I really, really love my snow boots, I've said this before and I'm saying it again but oh my feet, they're warm. Of course, the university is dead macho, right ( Read more... )