The plan for tonight was to get a head-start on my Inferno essay (on Dante's nastier diction, tentatively titled When the Shit Fits). Turns out there were too many distractions, namely a veritable inundation of international mail. It appears everything but the kitchen sink and a reply from Skidmore came today, which means that nothing at all got ( Read more... )

Just finished watching Joseph & the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat with la madre. Wow, terrific crack. If the Bible were like that, I would be one devout Christian. Right-o ( Read more... )

The guidance counselor in charge nominated me as the school's candidate for a rather substantial community service scholarship, which was an unexpected surprise of the holyshnikeeswhatme? variety. I got the impression that upon reviewing my completed form she was wishing she'd chosen someone else. It could've been a spontaneous fit of insecurity, ( Read more... )

I actually meant to write this last night, but I didn't get around to it ( Read more... )

If the annual Thanksgiving visit to my aunt and uncle's can be an emotionally unsettling experience, it does at least have the aesthetics going for it. They live in a cozy little half a house full of mismatched furniture that always manages a sense of hominess rather than trashiness, despite the peeling paint. It's an old house, and it looks like ( Read more... )

I went to see GoF again today with Kristin, which led to a lot of her working out Krum's IQ on her fingers (and eventually giving up because fingers aren't so good with those tricky negatives) and a lot of me cackling at Cedric Diggory's rampant gay ( Read more... )

Less than two and a half hours until Harry Potter!

It is moments like these when I sit back and ask, "How could this possibly get any better?"

And then I answer, "Oh yeah. SNOW."

Alas, not for me.

I had bottled water in my lunch. Now that I've gone off soda for a bit, I've been drinking water in a bottle every day. But today was the first day the water in a bottle was bottled water. There's a huge difference. I'm really hoping that this is temporary and my mom only bought the bottled water so I can collect bottles for putting regular water ( Read more... )

Mary and I cooked Mexican food for Spanish class. Or Mary cooked while I looked dangerous with knives. Arr harr. Through this experience, we acquired a good deal of wisdom, some of which I will now impart ( Read more... )

Dad and I looked at cameras today, so as to begin my long and ardous journey from a state of dissatisfied cameralessness to the considerably more enlightened photo-shooting, shutter-clicking, flash-blinding alternative. Now, I suppose, it's a matter of doing real research. No more of the fun kind that involves seeing how many buttons I can hold ( Read more... )