Shouldn't it feel better to be DONE WITH MY JUNIOR YEAR ( Read more... )

• my sister is coming this weekend, because Charleston is a better place to recover from jet lag (*note to the rest of you)
  
• I'm too tired to exist
• I'm confused about existing, because of an expose for French class on essentialisme v. existentialisme.  If I'm confused about existing, how am I supposed to write the dern thing?!
• I finished ( Read more... )

Today Research Methods was like a cloud raining on my bachelor's essay parade. Finally, I come up with a kick-ass topic, and then they go all anti-covert observation on me. Don't they know that's the only fun kind?! Well, anyway, no matter what I write about I can tell you right now that the IRB is going to be the bane of my existence ( Read more... )

Abe loves me. I knew it before, but I've been hit with dead certainty. He learned how to crochet so he could make me a blanket, and he gave it to me last night. It was the first time he's ever been able to keep a secret from me, and what a secret!

What a man. What a love.

I feel like sexy shoes aren't sexy anymore if you can't walk while you're wearing them. I talked to Brittany, who wears lots of sexy shoes, and she told me the trick is practice. I guess that's what you ask for, when you buy insensible shoes. And these shoes aren't just insensible, they're crazy.

Portland was fantastic, and even that's an ( Read more... )

Today Chris came over to my desk. "Those are jackass pants," he said, and he pointed out the window. If you're wondering what jackass pants look like, you really should have been there, because I'm sure words can't do them justice. They were by some twisted miracle simultaneously every color, every pattern, and plaid ( Read more... )

I think I am a terrible person.

(23:16:07) AbsolutSam04: i'm taking an internship sponsored jointly by Coca-Cola, Exxon-Mobile, and the World Bank... we're gonna destroy a third world country over the summer... should be fun!
(23:16:07) klerkert : One secret of life is that the reason life works at all is that not everyone in your tribe is nuts on ( Read more... )

"Holiness has most often been revealed to me in the exquisite pun of the first syllable, in holes - in not enough help, in brokenness, mess. High holy places, with ethereal sounds and stained glass, can massage my illusion of holiness, but in holes and lostness I can pick up the light of small ordinary progress, newly made moments flecked like ( Read more... )

Public Safety makes me laugh ( Read more... )

Work is frustrating as hell and pointless. Class is neverending and stressful. The house? People never clean. Friends - what, where? And Abe is freaking hours away.

I'm breaking up with living here. It's like I just can't get out of this horrible mood, and I just can't find my peace. I'm breaking up with life.