You can probably guess where I am based on that title. I feel like I talk of little else, as if my entire life exists here in this freezing cold, dark classroom and my only job is to listen to endless lecture about library administration, and yet I am only here once a week. But somehow … More The place where brains go to die
I am not dead. I have not been abducted by aliens. I am not even preoccupied by anything new or exciting (other than the daily antics of this small person I live with who refuses to walk in spite of proven ability but still manages to get into every forbidden realm of my house). I would love … More Love throw a line
Today I was in line at a Super Mega Grocery Useless Crap store behind an elderly woman in silk pajamas, a housecoat, and bedroom slippers. I am not even kidding. Does this only happen in the South, because I cannot recall ever seeing a granny in her PJs out in public in any other place I’ve visited. … More Out of the woodwork
This is how over graduate school I am: on Monday night I spent a considerable amount of time trying to create a stick figure with a big butt. I did it, too, so the night was not a total loss. The key, for those of you now pulling out a pencil and some scrap paper, … More Analyze this
I had this free hour, see, this delicious free hour to write something witty. Perhaps a bit about one of the topics from my Virtual Sticky Note (yes, E., there IS a connection between Mia and the tampons), or even more on the theft and vandalism that occurred at my desk last weekend (Yes! There’s more!). I … More Redefining crazy every chance I get
Last Monday was the first day of my last semester of graduate school. I should have typed those words with enthusiasm, but I am not at all enthusiastic. I am so over graduate school. Sad, because I am an eager student by nature. But there are so many other things I’d rather be learning right now: … More BFF
I began the morning with my usual shower-time meditation about what I expected to accomplish today (read: I talked to myself in the shower a la William Faulkner, rambling and without end or punctuation or even a real point, just talking and talking, to and about myself while the water runs all around, and ideas and tasks and … More If Mary Kay were on CSI…
I have four–FOUR!–drafts saved in WordPress right now. I could be working on any of them. I have eaten half a bowl of cereal and my coffee is tepid. I could be finishing my breakfast. Mia is binge-eating Cheerios in the high chair. I could be cleaning up the morning meal disaster area, wiping down the tray, … More She’s come undone
I actually snickered audibly when I typed the words “living a balanced life” in the title, because the whole thing suggests that I am about to write knowledgeably about those topics. Let me assure you right here at the beginning that nothing of the sort is going to happen. It might as well read, “More … More More on writing, reading, and living a balanced life
I read somewhere recently that some well-known blogger, I don’t remember which one, walks around all the time in constant “write post” mode, always thinking of how this event or that moment would play out in a blog entry. Do you do that, too? I do. Which might surprise you, since I seem to write so … More I’ll do the best I can
one small corner of the universe 