I think I might be a vampire. I live in a cave of an apartment, and in the afternoon, when I rise from my bed, I barely crack the blinds and wince at the light outside. Yesterday, I ran errands and was swerving all over the road as I drove, squinting at the brightness, eyes watering in pain. I couldn’t even open the left one. And then today, I’m trying to get used to the…
It’s technically Saturday and not Friday anymore, but I want to wish Phil and Amber a happy birthday. Somehow both of them were born on March 26. That is crazy. And then there’s Joey with his birthday on the 27th. Everyone who’s anyone has a birthday in March. My mom, my dad, my nephew, and these guys. We celebrated during most of the day, though Phil got up feeling sick and commenced puking at 6…
Lately, it seems as though I get behind if I don’t post every day. Does this mean my days are filled with exciting events and amusing anecdotes? [Monday] Recuperation and rest (i.e. laziness). I got a haircut. It was cute that night, but not so cute now. It requires some sort of product to give it structure, but I prefer not to discipline my hair while on spring break. [Tuesday] Went to the Frist with…
Home. Phil’s making chicken tacos and I’m downloading all the pictures off my camera onto the computer. I had a really good time. Bought lots of frivolous things I would normally not touch: Aveda lip gloss, shampoo and conditioner; $1 books from Strand by authors I don’t really know anything about; a chocolate sundae from Cozy Soup and Burger. Took more than 200 pictures. Don’t worry. I won’t post them all. +Wednesday+ I hung out…
I’m going to New York tomorrow. So far I’ve only had quick bouts with nervousness. I’ve only teared up once. This flying business really gets to me. It’s so perverse – just testing my mortality by hurling myself on a giant bus in the sky at thousands of miles per hour. But worrying doesn’t really accomplish anything. This sucks. Yet I’m slightly excited because New York trips are always fun, and this one will be…
You know, it’s not as if I live in a major metro area or anything, but I honestly forget how quiet the peaceful rural Tennessee is. I’m so used to hearing my 12 neighbors and their cars and their friends’ cars, and inconsiderate motorcycle drivers and people without mufflers and fire trucks and ambulances and all the sounds of a busy little city. But here in Saltillo? I can hear cows from 5 miles away…
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…
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