SeptemberSep 7 Sunday 08
It Just Takes Some Time
According to Ellie, who is reading the funny papers, hedgehogs are immune to snake venom. This little tidbit makes me realize that I need to read more--not read more of things I'm reading, like high school literature and the Epic of Gilgamesh and eight hundred pages of …
AugustAug 1 Friday 08
Get Excited: It's the Semi-Annual Bi-Monthly Nearly-Never Update
I'm listening to Pandora's interpretation of my music tastes; I'm getting really scared about the future; summer's almost over.
I taught for three weeks of camp this year. It's much easier than it was the first year, but not less tiring. I'm also in the midst of a …
MayMay 26 Monday 08
Sleep and Plans
I need the summer off.
I need the summer off so I can think about everything I've seen. All the stupid images that I forgot to write down that I'm really going to need if I ever want to write poetry again. I'm forgetting them already--the little boy named River who was …
MayMay 25 Sunday 08
Blergh.
It's Sunday morning, and raining. The rooftops are wet, and I am staying inside all day. I should be reading Tom Stoppard plays, so of course I'm writing a blog.
Jake and I went to Cambridge yesterday to visit his friends Garner and Emily. We went punting (somehow we had …
MayMay 2 Friday 08
If You're Feeling Sinister
It's May now, which means in a month and a half I'll be back in Georgia complaining about the weather. Oxford has an annual May day celebration which mostly involves all the uni kids staying up all night getting really trashed; the next morning at six, everyone goes …
AprilApr 7 Monday 08
Good fer Nothin'
Yesterday, my housemates and I celebrated warm weather by wearing cute skirts, admiring flowers, eating ripe fruit, and generally rejoicing over the change in England's usual dreariness. This morning, I looked out the window, and this is what I saw:
Oh, well. Too bad …
MarchMar 30 Sunday 08
Walk Like an Egyptian, Climb Like an Egyptian, Ride Camels Like an Egyptian
Sporting a farmer's tan and a suffering bank account, I have returned from two weeks of international gallivanting. The house is a mess and I have about eight loads of laundry to do, but I'm generally satisfied.
After a mild mental breakdown a few weeks ago in which I …
FebruaryFeb 25 Monday 08
I Have So Much to Blog About
...or at least that's what Eleta and Ryan are always saying. Apparently, I don't have much to blog about, because I never do blog. Pathetico.
Hilary term is winding down. I can't help feeling smug as I view the facebook statuses of my friends in the states who are in the …
JanuaryJan 20 Sunday 08
Last Night Like Rain on Chalk, It's Gone
I think it's the end of 1st week, now. I'm a little confused about the academic weeks because I started early with Francis, so I'm working on my assignments for tutorial number three, approaching week number two. I am reading Ibsen; I am in love. I am also working on a …
JanuaryJan 16 Wednesday 08
It didn't rain today. Miracle.
Half the neighbors are fighting and the other half of the neighbors are providing a strange other-worldly music as a soundtrack to the fighting.
I talk too much about the neighbors in blog intros. I just find it so strange that we're separated by such thin membranes. We …
JanuaryJan 7 Monday 08
Maybe I Would Have Been Something You'd Be Good At
I love being back in Oxford before the academic obligations begin--I have preliminary meetings with tutors on Wednesday, but until then, I can just kick back and relax. And go to lectures for three hours a day.
Today's lectures weren't bad--talked about Samuel Pepys and …
DecemberDec 28 Friday 07
lazy and silly.
Today's one of those days when I really just want to leave everything that I've presented on the surface. I want to start a new blog, where I'll write in all lowercase letters, post fuzzy photographs, and write entire entries that say:
"Not letting the cat in! She make …
DecemberDec 2 Sunday 07
Christmastime is Heeeeere
I am home in Georgia, reveling in southern accents and friendly waitresses and meeting the eyes of strangers in public.
Mum & I went shopping at Publix for dinner-foods; we saw a rotisserie chicken that was $6. I think, "Wow, only 3L for a whole chicken?" and she says, …
NovemberNov 27 Tuesday 07
Jinglejingle.
I am listening to Sufjan Stevens's Christmas albums and feeling very jolly about it. I never allow myself to listen to Christmas music until very, very late in November on account of liking so very few Christmas songs and then tiring of them before the twenty-fifth. …
NovemberNov 18 Sunday 07
Short & Sweat.
There's a dang spider in the kitchen window again. He looks like he's sitting on something. He hasn't moved in about seven hours, and I am Afraid to kill him.
In other news, I do dishes at one in the morning. I am awake when I should be sleeping, and sleeping when I …
NovemberNov 13 Tuesday 07
Ramble McRamble
Sadly, I actually did end up writing about pot heads for my tutorial for Francis. I wrote a pair of heroic couplets for degenerates (or un-heroic couplets) & scraped by amazingly well. Hah. Stupid. Now I only have two more weeks of poetry work with Francis plus one more …
NovemberNov 7 Wednesday 07
I'm Writing an Awful Lot of Stupid Blog Entries Lately.
Peter lives downstairs. His television is so loud tonight that I can feel it with the pads of my feet through the carpeting, our floor, and his ceiling. I wonder sometimes if Peter is deaf. For as much exposure as we have to his television, we ought to be paying some of …
NovemberNov 3 Saturday 07
Boom
Outside, fireworks are going off. They sound like bombs, and sometimes they last for an hour. Ryan says it's because of Guy Fawkes Day, but that's on the 5th. I think something severely celebratory is going on behind my back.
I'm reading a shifty-perspective book about …
NovemberNov 2 Friday 07
Lazy
I'm in the living room again. This time I'm playing DJ. We listened to 90's music for awhile, but now I'm playing mopey folk songs as a nice soundtrack. Jake & I have been down here in and out all day. He's writing a paper. I'm not writing anything. It's been a …
OctoberOct 16 Tuesday 07
Better
I have not lost the Oxford Fifteen. Even though I'm walking at least an hour a day, my diet has shifted from being mostly vegetable to being mostly carbs. Like my new love affair with scones. I eat them in bed with water, and I bite the little raisins between my teeth. …