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Category Archives: Graduate School

Why my life is stressed, volume 4032

I’m supposed to be working on a short story but realized that already it is December 2 and already I am behind on Holidailies. There is shame. Shame and also a very delicious bit of cake on the desk beside me as I work. The cake wins. This should be no surprise. Cake always wins […]

Cache, or Lack Thereof

Apparently this year’s Holiday Card Exchange has been fraught with mishaps and elvish mischief, because a lot of people are reporting that they haven’t received the preliminary list that went out over the weekend, and when I check the list, I never received their email asking to sign up. So if you sent me something […]

No Exit

It occurred to me yesterday that I really don’t like Modest Mouse. I thought I did, and quite honestly, “Float On” is a great song. It is. It’s not you, “Float On”, it’s me. However, I continue to write the names of the members of Stars in my spiral bound notebooks, and then draw hearts […]

Seasonal Ennui

I may fully assert that the climate fucks me up, that I get a little melancholy when the days are thirteen minutes long during January (technically, also during December, but then we have the holy light of the Savior’s birth upon which to focus(and holy shit, this is me being sarcastic, right here, lest you […]

Polycystic who what now?

I don’t know if I’ve ever mentioned this but I have something called Polycystic Ovaries Syndrome. No, my ovaries are fine and as far as I know, I have not even one cyst, let alone many screaming hordes of cysts (why do I imagine some kind of cystic concert, maybe a Lefty Lollapalooza and a […]

Semester’s over, let the partying begin

Blergh, how did so many days pass by? How? I ask this of you. The good news: I finished that paper and also, did pretty well during the presentation. We had ten minutes to present, which meant that the early people took upwards of 45 minutes (I am not making that up) for their own […]

A short critical dissertation on the prevalence of happy fairy candy

I have lost some weight. Not a lot of weight, certainly not bucket loads of weight like my friend Anne, who writes the incredible Body of Work diary that’s part of the new Elastic Waist thingy (which, by the way, is where I’m updating three times a day Monday through Friday like clockwork, although sometimes […]

Suit up!

I get a bunch of shopping spam at my work e-mail account for reasons I really don’t understand (gee… maybe all the online shopping I do on my state-mandated breaks) and most of it just gets deleted because the space in my work account is even more precious than the space in my closet, but […]

Call me Nimdok

I just started another semester, with the dreaded literature class, the ones I now have to take because it’s all I have left before I finish the Masters and continue on to demanding to be called Doctor Weetabix (or Doctor Pretty Pretty Princess would also be acceptable). It’s not that I dread literature classes, really. […]

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