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Prospectus
You know what I can't give you, he says quietly ( Read more... ) -
Five easy pieces
I momentarily get to spew everything on here because I've now connected with someone irl on Tumblr and he's a writer I respect and admire so I can't really update with, like, Teen Wolf graphics and random shit about my day because Teen Wolf graphics. How my week went ( Read more... ) -
6/26 Writing Assignment Pre-workshop Workshop -- Feedback Welcome
I’m taking a creative non-fiction writing class and we have two opportunities to submit writing for workshopping - I have never done this before. I have no in-progress memoir, so I just wrote this in the last couple of days. I guess it’d be considered a blog-style post. If you have time, please let me know what you think. I think it needs to be ( Read more... ) -
Summer items
- Swimming lessons
- Writing class
- Science museum volunteering
- Self-teach guitar
- 5k marathon
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Two if by sea
I can still swim! albeit in very poor form, like I'd last all of ten seconds if I was unexpectedly thrown into the ocean and then drown, immediately. But I did, like, actual laps (okay, four) and rightly so because my swimsuit costs 78 dollars because what is money for except for spending. Hoping this will end where I am left with an amazingly ( Read more... ) -
A conversation in the West Village
Me: *looking at phone*
Jesse Eisenberg: Are you guys lost?
Me: *looks up*
Me: *double takes*
Me: *heart attack*
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Update
I don't hate my life. I want to go to Santorini and New Zealand. I have a new job, which doesn't have the word 'intern' in the title. It's temporary but it pays double and buys me time, which is really what life is all about. I'm going to be single and happy in the Twin Cities. -
What's the opposite of rapprochement
You know all those fics I used to read/write about one-sided and/or unrequited love and how it was so easy to read/write "she had been in love with him for five years" and it was supposed to convey devotion and inspire sympathy. Let me tell you, in real life five minutes is like five thousand years. Every second of any memory is torturous, like I ( Read more... ) -
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I miss you
I'm reading a couple of typography papers -- belated, they were due last week, but because we are so often encouraged to spread out beyond our comfort zone and basically devour every piece of free information available that may help our careers or intellectual development, I have guilted myself into finishing them, even though at this point they're ( Read more... )