I hate the way when you take a bandaid off the skin underneath is all white and pasty. Thinking about that reminded me of a Chinese family I knew when I was little. I used to play with the little girls (I had my first almost slumber party with them. I freaked out at the [...]
call her green, for the children who’ve made her
Archive for July, 2004
I feel like I’m writing a book report. Then Newton does this, and then he does that, and what he’s trying to say is this. I don’t know how to write about the overall structure of the Principia and still stay as technical as Mr. Braithwaite wants me to.
A man traveling across a field encountered a tiger. He fled, the tiger after him. Coming to a precipice, he caught hold of the root of a wild vine and swung himself down over the edge. The tiger sniffed at him from above. Trembling, the man looked down to where, far below, another tiger was [...]
Argh!!! I came to the computer lab to get away from distractions and they followed me here! Not only are there people in the computer lab, but I’m having to fight a sudden urge to organize my wallet. I just want to get this done!!!!! Stop being so easily distracted!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ok. I am barricading myself in the computer lab and I am not coming out until this paper is done.
I just had a rather confused dream which somehow combined the Silmarillion, Elfquest, and a trip to Saturday Market with my mother and my sister. Specifically I think it was drawing parallels between Maeglin and Rayek, Idril Celebrindal and Leeta, and Tuor and Cutter. It was definitely a fall of Gondolin/destruction of the Holt kind [...]
Ok, fine, you win, I’ll take a nap. But that doesn’t mean I’m happy about it.
To do today: 1. Eat. Since my food is all packed up and at my new apartment, this involved going to Chick and Ruth’s, where my waiter was an exJohnny who is apparently coming back this fall, since he was asking me when registration is. His name is Jeffery, and he has a tattoo of [...]
I am so amused by the things that people forget at the hotel. All of these items wind up eventually at the front desk where we get to play with them until their owners retrieve them or one of the employees finally takes them home. Yesterday there was a dirty travel coffee mug, a stack [...]
I hate talking to my father about my problems. He goes through life by, whenever he has a difficulty, trying to upset as many people as possible until he gets some measure of satisfaction, and he doesn’t understand why I don’t always want to use that as a solution. Sometimes a thing is worth the [...]