I'm in the Sci Li on the 7th floor, attempting to write about John Eliot's efforts to convert the Natick Indians. While this is actually a subject that interests me, I keep finding myself on the Mucinex website ("you'll be showing Mr. Mucus the door in no time!") and obsessively stalking Facebook in order to stave off the feeling that I am in a bad ( Read more... )

There is something strangely prescient about finishing your short paper on Shostakovich just as the recording on Shostakovich 5 that you're listening to strikes its final chords ( Read more... )

So, yesterday, in a fit of boredom/curiosity, I went back and reread all my old xanga entries-- something I hadn't done in a while. (I've read my lj entries, but I stayed away from xanga for some reason, probably because of the fact that the format makes reading them in chronological order really awkward.) I read a lot of AIM conversations, thinly ( Read more... )