So I haven't updated in a while, mostly because since econ's gotten out, I haven't been doing too much. Now, that's not a bad thing -- but I also haven't been doing some of the things that I wanted to get done. However, I did read Lord of the Flies and I just started Life of Pi this morning ( Read more... )

So this is it: I'm going. In two hours I'll be driving home ( Read more... )

Picture descriptions to be posted later; this is just to let me remember so that I can go back later and write up stuff. At the moment, I don't quite have time for it.

picture 01: in the room where the stegner fellows workshop

picture 02: bill in a toga

picture 03: the elusive black squirrel

picture 04: facepainted paula and the cotton candy

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So in an act of personal stupidity I have deleted all the pictures I took while I was here ( Read more... )

(Click here to post your own answers for this meme.)

✓ I miss somebody right now.  ((Only a few more days!))
✓ I don't watch much TV these days.  (Damn school, I barely have time for the requisite X-Files viewings!)
✓ I own lots of books.  (At least a bajillion and two.)

× I wear glasses or contact lenses.
× I love to play video ( Read more... )

So I was randomly searching my name on google (and finding nothing) when I then decided to search a name of a relative of mine way back, one Nancy Cunard. I learned that she existed last summer when we looked up the Cunard line genealogy in the Reading Room of the British Museum in London. So I searched her and found that she's got a wikipedia ( Read more... )

There are many things I don't want to be ( Read more... )

My poems for the assignment. The first one is about my field trip, specifically the store called Avalon Visions, and the second one is inspired by something Matt likes to say which Tobias Wolff echoed today when he talked to us.

!@#$%^&*&^%$#@! --- !@#$%^&*&^%$#@!

UnknownI walk upon streets ( Read more... )

Somteims, a poem is
best seen without sight, so that
now as Iwrite this I colse my eyes
and open others, so that
I don't have to see the page, the words, and
I can just feel it under my fingers,
like something more tangible, more necessary, more
alive. Something ( Read more... )

You Are A Chestnut Tree
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