This is the second night in a week that I have been at the library when they gave the warning of closing by turning off the lights three times.  this is only the second time ever in my college career.

This evening I watched the end of the lunar eclipse.  Strange and haunting and demanding a new perception of my position in the universe. 

Every Sunday I look at the huge list of things still to do on my white board. But I (almost always) feel like I'll finish them before they're due. I'm not scared that I'll fail any of them. I am a bit nervous about some of them, but know that I'll make it through. I always have ( Read more... )

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I need to learn to be more quiet; still.

So.  I'm feeling very narrow.  Or perhaps "pointy" would be the better term.  "pointy" as in opposition to "well rounded" or "renaissance man."  I have only one interest: academics.  This is all I do--I read, I write, I think.  Every now and then I throw a walk in there or maybe some violin.  And on the rare lucky occasion I get to travel too.  ( Read more... )

I want to do more English homework. I want to write a post for the online class forum we have, I want to make more comments on other people's writings. I want to read what looks like an excellent book by Harold Bloom, and Virginia Woolf diaries....ahhh, sigh...but no, I'm going to read some Russian instead. 

I am flustered, overwhelmed, intimidated and immensely excited.  I could be an academic.  I could be a professor. I could do this, this academic schedule and work that I love, for the rest of my life.  I say these things to myself and my heart races.  I'm excited, I'm astounded, I'm in disbelief.

To do this I'd need to get a 4.0 both this semester ( Read more... )

It seems to me that I am experiencing an existential crisis ( Read more... )

Mom and Steve were married today in a beautiful ceremony.  I was unexpectedly moved.

Steve sweat through the whole thing, beads of perspiration all over his head, he was clearly very nervous, but it was my mom who stumbled over part of the vow, while he sounded as cool as a cucumber defiance of his appearance.

Then the reception was also nice.  I ( Read more... )

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In shaping a vision of my future, there are a few things I currently think I need in it:
a mentally stimulating project, good friends, a chair with a good light by it for reading, a place to go for long walks and/or a dog to take on long walks, no rules against candles, enough money to save a bit regularly for travel, other people to live with, a ( Read more... )

Christophe, your journey across the land, and the small stories you've told make me think of Blue Highways by William Least Heat-Moon. Here is the first page.

In other news, today is my last day as a public Delta Gamma.  No more Ram trips with my sisters after a rough episode of Grey's Anatomy, no more wearing letters in large groups to watch ( Read more... )