I was just thinking today: I could totally get into blogging.  Someone found my term paper from a few years ago on here and decided they liked it.  Considering the huge range of subjects I get into on a week-by-week basis, I could probably do quite a bit in terms of informational "blogging".   I enjoy knowledge largely for knowledge sake, but I ( Read more... )

Long time, no post. Been trying not to kick myself for several things I have done and everything I haven't.

New phone (iPhone 3GS); new console (PS3 with Move Bundle); new netbook; and others.

Wesley's first (and hopefully only) ear infection discovered yesterday. For some reason the doctor seems to want to wait wait wait on solid foods, but Wesley ( Read more... )

This whole birth thing has the urgency and excitement of a literal walk in the park. I'm looking forward to it, but I won't be all too upset if I miss it. It feels really weird to say that, though. It's almost like I'm not excited enough.

It comes down to my sense of time and space. That is to say, I don't have much of one. I know, intellectually, ( Read more... )

It's been a wary few days.  We had a hard night Thursday, though I don't remember exactly what started it.  It was a lot of tears and confusion and realization.  I realized why it is that I don't really worry too much over long term friendships; I just don't do well with them.  Perhaps, space is what I require in order to make them work, even as I ( Read more... )

A lovely quote from John Keats, which he composed to be the epitaph upon his grave. Sometimes, it seems to fit for the very essence of humanity, other times…just me.

Recently, it feels that way: like I am already a memory in the ever-changing world. I know my husband sees me every day and thus has no choice. It seems, though, others only remember ( Read more... )

A lovely quote from John Keats, which he composed to be the epitaph upon his grave. Sometimes, it seems to fit for the very essence of humanity, other times…just me.

Recently, it feels that way: like I am already a memory in the ever-changing world. I know my husband sees me every day and thus has no choice. It seems, though, others only remember ( Read more... )

I've been trying to decide over the last year or so on whether I want to specialize in linguistic anthropology or go into religious studies. The five anthropology classes I have taken thusfar, combined with the information I have garnered outside of formal schooling, has lead me down a path of curiosity (I still blame you, Tori :P). I'll be damned ( Read more... )

I've just discovered that he doesn't believe in a part of my life that I needed him to believe in. I didn't realize it until we were talking about similar things last night. I've always struggled with faith, especially that I've been more or less of the esoteric variety throughout my life. I've seen and experienced some things considered to be the ( Read more... )

I've just discovered that he doesn't believe in a part of my life that I needed him to believe in. I didn't realize it until we were talking about similar things last night. I've always struggled with faith, especially that I've been more or less of the esoteric variety throughout my life. I've seen and experienced some things considered to be the ( Read more... )

I'm really fucking tired of feeling like I'm back in high school again. Smoking pot was the solution to emotional problems then and I can't do that right now (or for the next eighteen months). Trying to make Karl understand that he CAN'T tak le every fucking tiny little thing personally hasn't been working out so well.

Karl is very emotionally ( Read more... )