and seem written for your life in weird ways that couldn't possibly be intended.  To wit:

( Spring Forward, Fall Back )

Every three months, I go to the university pharmacy to pick up three more packs of oral contraceptive pills, and in the 20 minutes it takes for my script to get filled, I usually go browse the university bookstore.  More often than not I buy something -- it's kind of a ritual.  Lately I try to pick up poetry that catches my eye.

Last time I picked ( Read more... )