Oh god this week is going to be hell if not Hell. I have made a list. It is the worst list. It is deceptively short, but each item on it represents hours of work at full speed and attention and I do not know how this is going to happen. Revisions and papers and reading and p(P)lanning, oh my! Oh joy! Oh %$#@. X_X Hey, if I die, someone's got to ( Read more... )

I'd like to say that I left LJ for so long to meditate upon loftier topics, but...no, it was pretty much stuff like that. Oh, and, uh. Homework. Enough to drown in, had it only some watery aspect. :( Dude. This month--I can't remember half of it. I must have been doing things. I remember the slaughter of Athenians by Syracusans in some harbor ( Read more... )

Sigh ( Read more... )

OK, OK, so maybe I'll get around to writing something of some substance about Recent Doings and returning to Marlboro (which I did yesterday)--and I mean to demand advice too, actually--but I'm only really here for two reasons.

First, to tell you to read Goodbye Chains if you have not because it is my Favorite Webcomic Ever. I distinctly remember ( Read more... )

Seattle! Hello! ♥ I missed you! I ( Read more... )

I've vowed to be more dutiful at LJ. Cobbling together an entry out of a couple memes isn't dutiful per se, but it's a start...?

( Handwriting meme. )

( Excerpt from a chat with Mom, who is discovering Gtalk. )

"That's what frightens me. Suppose it was, like she said, just an accident. She didn't see at all. Bobby just backed into the wrong shaft door. That's what terrifies me. That's the thing I'm scared of most ( Read more... )

Back in Vermont, then: the comfortable land of oughts. No, hear me out--when I come back to college I'm beset by very specific knowledge of what it is I Ought to be Doing or who I Ought to See, and, granted, I don't get 'round to all this doing or seeing as promptly as I ought. But I'm certain of what and when it is. It can be measured with a red ( Read more... )

I meant to write a proper LJ entry, on the subject of "Who took the last of my decade; I want it back; I was saving that for a special occasion" and maybe tossing in some reporting, reflection, resolutions. But, I ended up typing up this afternoon's wacky longhand writing exploits. Went to Olympia and sat around in a coffee shop for two hours. To ( Read more... )