So apparently there's a phenomenon known as "poo-phoria" that stems from your brain releasing feel-good chemicals after you hit the bucket--literally--to reinforce the idea that, well, what goes in must come out. In bulk ( Read more... )

On some nights I stay up late thinking too much, and invariably write something at 4am I'm entirely proud of composing. And I go to sleep fully satisfied that I've written at least one poignant line that day ( Read more... )

I just realized in statistics class I like poetry because of how the lines stack together, meaning tied into clever rhymes and musical beats, because of commas and capitalization and the shape of the verses, blocks of text saturated with meaning and implication and allusion ( Read more... )

Hey, I'm nineteen point two five now.

Time passes quickly. Too quickly.

Hey, I'm nineteen now.

::sinks in::

I'm also hungry. Glad to see not too many things have changed.

It is roughly 11:30am, and I am done with class for the week ( Read more... )

I have packed most of my clothing. I would like to film footage of my house so that I'll have some kind of video to reminisce to, but right now the rooms are messy.

I have four frosh seminar essays to write. LAURES, GIVE ME ADVICE! I WILL COOK FOR YOU!

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I am assigned to a double room. Maybe I should have underlined, "I am violently territorial and have been known to drop-kick small children." Or "When I do not get sufficient peace and quiet, I tend to throw tantrums at people's faces ( Read more... )

Question: What exactly does a crimson look like?

Corollary: Can I eat a crimson? Does it taste good?

Corollary II: Will I need to cook the crimson first?

It's rather amusing how I never seem to possess even a shred of work ethic while the sun's still up. Hell, I can't even fathom attempting homework when I'm able to see the vivid blue of sky. I even fall asleep quickly when Mr. Sol beams down his lovely radiation. But at night? Hello, Mr. Insomniac.

It's like........I'm a vampire. I know, I know. I ( Read more... )