Wednesday, April 26, 2006


Hi Ruth. How you doin'?

Hooray! I am finally done with finals. Boo...I am going home and straight to my internship, which, though I am very much looking forward to it, does start at a rather cramped pace. Such is life.
And now, a list.

Things I will miss about this year:
-my beautiful, wonderful, amazingly funny roommates.
-cooking for myself.
-being 15 minutes away from a Tom.
-having friends all around me
-Tom's HBO

Things I will NOT miss about this year:
-paying rent
-the internet at my apartment shorting out
-cooking for myself (when it involves only ramen noodles and water)
-walking everywhere in the freezing, raining, freezing freeze rain
-class. duh.

Things I have learned this year:
-Arti sleeps on her tummy
-Irene sleeps all the time (actually, I knew that)
-Ruth never sleeps (I knew that too)
-various stuff from my classes...probably retained about 30%. Not bad.
-how to make chicken noodle soup

I forget the rest.

Leaving tomorrow. Must pack. Many ducks. Gas pricey.

Ah...I don't want to go home! I don't want to be old! I don't want to have responsibility!

Tuesday, April 18, 2006

Stress and desire, or How I learned to live on 2 hours of sleep

Stress: Paper paper paper paper paper paper paper paper project exam exam exam paper paper exam.
Desire: Beautiful weather, awesome friends, handsome boyfriend (both of which are also studying)

Courtesy of N.
"Sleep is one of those paradoxical things. You want it the most when you can't have it."

Fully agreed on all sides.

Quick recap:
-Tater's visit = awesome
-Easter weekend = awesome-homesickness = aweshomesickness?
-Papers = making Bernie feel like a failure, part ten

On an embarassing note, today I somehow absentmindedly stumbled into a classroom full of people ten minutes before my own class was about to start. It seems that this has to happen every year, like a rite of passage or something. Some people do this as freshmen - Bernie does this on an annual (and sometimes biannual) basis.


Holding my breath for the plunge - if I survive, I'll be back later.

Sunday, April 02, 2006

The bug is back

So, funny story...

Here I am, sitting at my computer, listening to various music, dancing and doing laundry in intermittent intervals, and - ooh! - i feel it!

The writing bug is back.

I have a lovely one line. I wonder if it will spawn a paragraph, a page, even - dare I say it? - a whole story.

"And so, Amy, the leaves are gone now, and so are the tourists. And so are you. I wonder when you'll be back?"

So do I, as-yet-non-existent Michael. So do I.

The bug is back, baby. The bug is back.