Been watching West Wing reruns on Bravo lately. Good show. Political melodrama. I read somewhere that the show is a Democrat’s wet dream. I can totally see that. I’ve been battling sickness all week, and I’m losing terribly. I was up all night coughing. I called my mom and she told me to get some zinc lozenges. I think I just might. Good news on the class front. My group tied for first place in…
I just churned out a 4-page paper in an hour and a half. It’s not half bad. Also, it’s not half good. It’s about communication (and lack thereof) in Kubrick’s Dr. Strangelove. God bless film classes. I didn’t go to class today because I didn’t have my brochure done. Which sucks. The Faculty Senate meeting tonight was insane. Some guy got booed for suggesting that McPhee is a victim of racism. He called it a…
I have lessons to impart to my dear readers today. This one time, I was typing away on a computer Phil used to have (but I had taken it as my own, ha!) and I look down between the keys on the keyboard and I see these two thin, white things jutting up between, say, H and N. I peer closer and realize there’s a spider, about the size of a freaking quarter, in my…
I got a message on my machine last night from another intern who’ll be at the Birmingham News this summer. She was curious about my housing situation and whether or not I would need a roommate. Criminy. I was hoping I’d get to go down there completely anonymously and live in a hotel for three months. I would get up at 9 and work out in the workout room. Then at 10:30 I would take…
What a gorgeous day. I got up at 7 a.m. because I wanted to. If you know me, that means something. How sad when a nice day is tainted by annoying events. + I am frustrated by my lesbian class. It’s like being in high school again. I won’t elaborate because I don’t care that much. And I left at the break so I don’t have three hours’ worth of rant material. + People who…
This one’s for Phil, who is stuck in a square, cinder-block building, ringing up thousands of lottery tickets between sweeping and restocking coolers; and Amber, who sits in a warehouse and stares at a computer all day, forwarding silly, pointless management e-mails to me so I can have a laugh at the futility of it all. “Turn Those Clapping Hands into Angry Balled Fists” by Against Me! Sleep on pillows made in Singapore Wrapped in…
Rained all day. I left my umbrella by a couch in the mass comm building for 10 minutes and alas, it was swiped. So I am soaked. I had a portfolio meeting with my design professor today. He told me that none of my many, many front page designs jump out at him, and he would shy away from putting them into my portfolio. Oof. He said that though my designs are consistent, they’re boring.…
Just found this web site that has photos of same-sex couples married in San Francisco. The pictures are gorgeous and moving, and worth a look. If this much joy equals evil, you might be a zealot. Also, visit Don’t Amend, a site dedicated to cultivating resistance to the president’s push for a same-sex marriage ban.
Weird, weird dream last night. I was chewing on some sort of fish or small-animal bones (why?) and I broke my front tooth. It hurt and looked ridiculous. I was so embarrassed, but couldn’t concentrate on my pitiful mouth because I was too busy trying to evacuate a house that was quickly becoming uninhabitable. According to some dream web sites, dreaming about losing teeth indicates that you’re self-conscious about something, or feeling powerless. It can…
Woke up to snow this morning. Lounged as long as I could. Ate chicken noodle soup and a grilled cheese. I’m glad Phil is back. I love being home with him, feeling his presence. I hate sleeping without him. The presentation went pretty well, I think. My professor asked a bunch of questions, though, which could either mean we got his attention and he was intrigued and wanted more details, or that what we said…
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