New links are up. I’m getting closer to the grand finale of fall 2003. Ethics is done. Publications Design will be done this weekend with the completion of my portfolio. Women and Film and Philosophy will bite the dust Monday. I’m more than a little worried about Philosophy, so perhaps I’ll devote some time to it Saturday. I keep saying that, but … So many words are flowing from this little white generic keyboard these…
I am in love and his name is The Voice of Doug Martsch. I could marry The Voice and Phil could sleep over and listen to The Voice sing to me. Perhaps The Voice could teach Phil some tricks of the poetic trade. Or maybe The Voice would be kind enough to front Phil’s grand idea for a band? I am writing a lot lately. Not necessarily good stuff, but stuff nonetheless. And by ‘a…
My family has this uncanny ability to alienate me more and more every year. Cliche, but true. I have heard a total of four racist jokes within 48 hours. Want to hear one? It’s a real gem. The first time I heard it, it was told to me and my father (who laughed) by a 14-year-old. So there’s this airplane, right, and it’s loaded down with too much stuff up there in the air. So…
Thanksgiving today was craaazy. My family is so boisterous and … to use a word I think my mother coined … gommy (meaning ‘liking to mess around and be all weird and eccentric’). I didn’t really eat much, as I don’t have much of a taste for potatoes or green beans or anything “home cooked.” I plopped a strip of turkey on my plate and some macaroni and a roll and called it a night.…
Yesterday was a good day. Philosophy was a mindfuck. We’re studying Kant and metaphysics and things I really haven’t had the time or inclination to pay much attention to. Shame on me because I know it’s really interesting, mind-boggling stuff. I’m just giving more attention to other things right now. I got an A on my English paper for Women and Film. That, naturally, lifts an enormous burden. After class, my design class group and…
Finally, a cold snap to write about. Yesterday a cold front swept across the entire country. It was 65 degrees then. It’s 45 or so now. The sun is still shining, so it’s nice, but the wind is brutal. The heat in the JUB is brutal, if you ask me. It seems like everyone I know is cold natured and needs it to be no less than 85 degrees in every room. My sweater says…
OK. I changed the background color and put some links at the top. Smashing. It’s too bad that I can’t archive my non-Blogger entries. Or at least that I can’t figure out how. Should I stick with this font size or inch it down another notch? I am fond of small type, but I tend to get carried away. OK, it’s time for some self-assessment. I am at the library until midnight. I have to…
Ooh, I am feeling defeated today. I am tired and irritated and I don’t think I will be nice to anyone who talks to me. It is the end of the year and all I’m asking for is some peace, but all I’m getting is aggression and grief. I am tired of talking to people and interacting with them. I am tired of working at Sidelines. I am tired of not getting respect. I am…
I should be ashamed that a Wilson Phillips song is in my head, but I simply can’t be held accountable for my actions while I’m setting this crap up. Here’s another test entry.
I don’t know how I managed to do it, but I accidentally deleted the header on this page. And I like it better that way. But one thing I can’t do is get my archives link to show up. So if you want to read my bloggerific blogs from August 2003 up until yesterday, click here. I hope that link works.
You must be logged in to post a comment.