So I've never been a big fan of Freud. His theories are, eh, somewhat crackpottish. Or so I thought ( Read more... )

Maybe I am too English for this, at the moment ( Read more... )

Dear Friends,

I am feeling terribly homesick.

Please tell me stories of home.

Much love,

Steve.

So let me paint you all a picture with my imagination brush, on how picturesque this campus is ( Read more... )

'Ello Mates. It's me, Steve, reporting to you live from bloody ole England ( Read more... )

Exactly two weeks from now, I'll be on a plane to England. It's frightening. Everyone asks me if I'm excited. But really, I'm more nervous. Part of me wants to run in my room and not come out of my bed for the next month or so, and just screw the whole thing over. And that's a large part of me ( Read more... )

So I've been thinking a lot lately (probably due to the fact that England is approaching way too quickly) about friends. More importantly, the varying degrees of friendship and really how important they are. Is the kid I talk to at work really a friend? Is the person I've grown up with but last contact with the lost few years more of one than ( Read more... )

So today at work, someone pronounced my name, Steve Nebs... and I turned to them and said, "It's not Nebs... it's Neeeeeves ( Read more... )

So I just got back from seeing "Hairspray" and strangely I think I'm in one of the better moods I've been in a while. I think that's why I like musicals. Sure the plots are cheesy and the acting is usually questionable, but they always cheer me up. After getting called into work on one of my only days off, it was a pleasant surprise to end the ( Read more... )

So tonight was wonderful. And maybe facebook being down is actually a good thing for once ( Read more... )