I'm always pleasant surprised when it turns out there's a word or phrase already in existence for something like this that would normally take far too long to describe with the typical set of vocabulary words.

Check out The Saga of the Lemon Poppyseed Cake, a hilarious blogpost by friend Anne Elisabeth Stengl, who also just so happens to be a ( Read more... )

I don't really know what happened to April. If someone finds out, inform me. It seems to have vanished in a hectic blur of excellent times with friends, sleep deprivation, and work; all in all, I guess there are worse ways to lose a month ( Read more... )

Eventful times! Last weekend was packed with magnificence. On Friday I headed back to CU to see a friend's senior recital, which was superb. We hung out afterwards, running into old friends and professors, then hightailing it out to the golf course to run around like maniacs just like old times. On Saturday Sam and I had our first party at the ( Read more... )

My comrades! It's been awhile. I apologize; moving is very time-consuming. HOWEVER. I wish to state for the record that our new apartment is positively smashing, our dog Cole is delightful, and my new roommate Samantha is absolutely brilliant. I adore living at the new place, so much so that I would be perfectly content if I could just hang ( Read more... )

Had the loveliest of weeks! I have truly excellent friends ( Read more... )

Work has been kind of awful lately, but I have high hopes for the month of October, presupposing my survival of the upcoming week. Keep your toes crossed ( Read more... )

I have a tragic tale to spin for you, my comrades. Sullivan, my trusty sidekick on many adventures, is no more. Lightning fried his motherboard (why oh why didn't I have him plugged into a surge protector? I shall always blame myself for his demise.), and now his laptop corpse rests in peace under my bed ( Read more... )

Word of the day: ratiocination. It means "the process of logical reasoning," and it's my new favorite arrangement of letters ( Read more... )

Curse on book thieves from the monastery of San Pedro, Barcelona, Spain ( Read more... )

There's a woman at work who calls me Shug (Sug?). I think that's short for sugar, but I'm too afraid to ask, just in case it's not, in which case I'd rather not know ( Read more... )