So I'm writing my American Studies paper - on some element of pop culture that we're attached to - and I'm taking up the Daily Show for it.

This is much easier said than done. When I told people abot it last week, I laughed over how much of a joke it'd be to do a little write up analysis of it. Shockingly, I'm writer-blocked.

I left work at 5:30 and rode right under that bridge, what, a half hour before that whole thing? Man, what a thing, and the sirens over here on University just keep going.

How lovely to get the chance to go camping all weekend with Zach, how great of a camping duo we make, and how debilitating it'll feel when he's not around this summer.

I'm working on my economic history paper about the changes in the relationship between the government and economy following the New Deal. And I realized that after this, I only have my final paper for literacy and a final paper for American lit and then... that's all of my writing for this semester. Next semester, my only major writing will be my ( Read more... )

Eep eep eep! I got called for an interview for an internship next week! Someone tell me how to be more charming ( Read more... )

Oh my gosh, I have six pages already. I'm a genius.

Alright, I'm slipping backwards. I used to do so well on papers; I'd start them a week in advance and tinker with them in every spare moment and did my best, on the sentence level even, to make it all coherent and lovely ( Read more... )

Oh my, I just sent in a resume and cover letter for this internship with this coalition of a bunch of bleeding heart liberal Minnesota political groups. Because I am, after all, a bleeding heart liberal Minnesotan ( Read more... )

I hate feeling forgotten and I absolutely hate crying.

I'm killing time while I wait for Sam to get his act together so we can get a beer, ideally for half off if we get there in time. It takes me way less time to look pretty enough to go into public. Haha ( Read more... )