Sticker shock
I almost fainted this afternoon when I checked my school library record to see if some books I had requested were in yet and instead found that I had been fined $375. Gulp…I think they’re fixing it right now. This is going to be one crazy week–hopefully my attempt at scholastic triage will be successful; I’ll keep you posted.
5 Oreos
What is more grueling than a potentially career-defining test? What is so intense that it has me pondering the likelyhood of coming down with post-traumatic stress disorder? What activity, undertook by millions of people each year, has me whimpering with fatigue and gasping for fresh air? None other that the incredible saga of registering for my up and coming wedding. Alas, my brief respite (desperately needed) is about to come to an end (as soon as I finish this post, no less). For my break I ate 5 Oreos, changed the oil in my car, and inhaled sweet deep breaths of cold, fresh air. I’m stalling for time…but no, I must go–and join my courageous companion for the last leg of our...
The Socialites
Friend or Enemy?The lukewarm perfection of politeness personifiedIn your civil drone,Neutral eyesAnd accomodating overtoneOf meaningless abstraction;You give rise to nothing.Give me a hug or give me the finger. del.icio.us : Poetry
Reality Check
Just because it’s floating In the ether of my eyeDoesn’t negate its bearing Or give it status as a lieJust because it’s burning Deep within my heartDoesn’t mean it’s failing At being really vibrant artOn the contrary darling, there’s nothing you can really seeOr feel, that hasn’t at its beginning its being in the etherOf the eye or the burning of the heart.Yes, everything’s invisible At the very start. del.icio.us : Poetry
Willow Trees & Ivy
Here are the pictures of that extraordinary mansion I described recently. I’ve been asking around about the house, but nobody seems to know anything about it. Several of us have determined make our way into the citadel and seek out what rare treasures or frightful adventures await, perhaps you may have advice in this regard (make sure you wear garlic so as to ward of ghosts, bring silver bullets, etc.). Perhaps one of the most important reasons I am set upon occupying this massive dwelling is due to the fact that my burgeoning social movement, The Cartographers for Social Equality, and its conglomerated sister institution, The Communists for Christ Society of Cartographers for Social Equality (c3 s.e.), needs a world headquarters. Naturally, a gigantic brick...