This is gonna be brief and completely unrelated to anything, but I need a break from my math thesis (draft due tomorrow, not near done). Too much math thinking and I get this localized pressure headache about halfway back on the right side. I kinda hope that’s a part of the brain related to some [...]
Archive for February, 2007
something that made me angry
28 February, 2007
a winning 96ish hrs
19 February, 2007
Weeks like this remind me that things can really pull together, that there’s a direction that all those other weekends spent trying to make progress on some godawful thesis-related reading. Wednesday night, like I mentioned, featured the reading of my piece in writing class, which was honestly just validating on so many levels. I feel [...]
tossoff — mostly writing about writing
15 February, 2007
My creative writing class used my piece for this week as one of its to-be-critiqued samples. While I know that we’re methodically going through the class, and everyone’s will be read once or twice over the course of the semester, I couldn’t help but be a little thrilled inside. Prof Klinkenborg reads both of the [...]
politics, because sometimes I can’t help it
13 February, 2007
Specifically, when the News of the Day involves me meeting someone in person. I think that’s where we went wrong, ending up with a country too big to meet the people who we deem most fit to be in charge of several important areas of our lives. I still have my autographed Ken Salazar sign [...]
time = enemy
10 February, 2007
So I went to bed last night at like 4, fell asleep in both my classes, went to see mary rose’s really good presentation for lunch, fell asleep during senior thesis presentations, and then got reamed by my thesis advisor on the work I did last night. And now I have fifteen minutes to pack [...]
validation
7 February, 2007
So I just got back from one of those free psychotherapy sessions at our student health center, and I’m feeling pretty good. Good not so much like happy, but like everything that was rattling around loose inside of me is in its right place after all. I don’t know that either of us said anything [...]