At work tonight I found what appears to be a five week old white kitten with smokey-tabby splotches. I think she's a she... for being feral she's very tame... has been sleeping and playing in my lap/on my desk/in kahlo's carrier all night long. I'd turn her loose to mommy, but the neighborhood is less than desireable and who needs another unaltered ( Read more... )

So, I've done some research for my internship next summer and have decided that I want to intern with the National Institute of Mental Health in the Experimental Theraputics and Pathophysiology branch: more specifically with Dr. Christian Grillion who is the unit chief of the Affective Psychophysiology Laboratory. He studies (among other things) ( Read more... )

I'm really losing my passion for dictating my thoughts to an anonymous world. there is something about livejournal that seems so... voyeuristic to me, and yet so splendid at the same time. i just can't seem to get into spilling my guts on here anymore ( Read more... )

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Tonight, the monitor was finally up and running again ( Read more... )

**Brian, thank you so much for the shirt, it made me teary and i put it on immediately. i keep meaning to call you but the three hour time difference puts a kink in the transmission: i'm back on vampire schedule ( Read more... )

I'm twenty today.

I'd say that I felt older, but I don't.
I never do.
Maybe that's a good thing... I feel old enough already.

Life is strange. I'm not sure why, but it is ( Read more... )

Ok. So. I haven't updated in a tremendously long time, simply because I have been sequestered in my home, healing my surgically "enhanced" (read: fixed) leg. Mind you, its nowhere near being "fixed" or "enhanced" or any of those things. A SUMMER SQUASH outdoes my quad right now, and my calf only looks like it is a decent size because of the ( Read more... )

Every time I read T.S. Eliot's The Waste Land there are always a million things I didn't see the last time I read it. Someday I want to write a piece so dense that every time you read it you make new connections. His web of allusions never fails to trap me.