Jan 24, 2005 00:35
I never write in here anymore. Isn't it like bad luck to write about things just to tell people? You know, it's like cursing yourself. or...something.
Two more days until I start the beginning of the end. Last semester as an undergrad. I'm nervous as heck about what I'm going to do with myself for a year before I go to grad school. Maybe I'll just work a lot and go places.
I'm getting published. Like for real. I submitted some of my stuff to Main Street Rag publishing company, and they're publishing it. :) It isn't American Poetry Review, but it's something--and you can buy them in Barnes & Noble. :) Yay me.
I have a Thighmaster GOLD. Next to the Stairmaster, The Thighmaster is the greatest piece of exercise equipment known to man.
I am slowly but surely de-chick-flickifying my movie collection. I love my mom.
I'm really disappointed in this year's AFC champs. I'm so goddamn sick of The Patriots and mediocre Tom Brady.
quote from cnn.com: "The war is costing $1 billion a week and has left more than 1,370 U.S. troops dead." Fuck you George Bush and your "plans" for this country.
I love NPR. Even the Diane Reem show, where she talks all slow. It just kind of grows on you.
I want to go to Brooklyn College. Anselm Berrigan is my hero.
I'm taking Writing Fiction this semester, and I'm almost done a story. I'm really glad one my writer friends has kept in touch with me. It's really nice to have that support.
Also, I like the name "Ailis" a lot. It means "truth." There is a serious lack of that anymore.
All right. That's a good enough update for a month or so.