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 ...

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 ...

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

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 ...

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 ...

This morning Kyle and I deviously pondered committing the unforgivable sin; actually, he suggested that I carry out the rebellious deed and offered his own knowledge as sort of an inspirational commentary.Today is my 21st birthday, and Kyle thought that perhaps a container of orange juice and vodka might be ...

A score or more grinning headsPasted to the wall like so many trophiesEyes rolling in blue despairScratched in the face like jagged pondsHolding fishy thoughts and brackish ideasOf multi-coloured decadence cut to no certain form;But that's beside the point, please turn to page 3...del.icio.us : Poetry

Driving home yesterday I saw something mysterious. It's still winter here--though the grass begs impatiently that it needs to get about its work--and the trees all stand starkly at attention, naked and old, like corpses waiting to be shrouded. But the shameless trees allow me to see further and deeper ...