Friday, July 27, 2007

yesterday I was visiting friends and eating tasty food and my friend told her 5-yr-old son that i'm a librarian, which he knew, so he nodded. then she told him i'm also a poet, that i write poetry. he looked at me, grabbed his own head, and yelled, "my brain can't understand that!" so i gave him my waterproof watch and he was very happy. it has a clear face so you can see the works. he kept running through the room saying, "i don't have time! i'm in a hurry! it's 2000 and 98!"

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

The Only Possible Relationship to the University Today
Is a Criminal One

Monday, July 09, 2007

I just read a fiction book about unsuccessful suicides--unsuccessful in the not executed at all sense. maybe "at all" is too blanket. i should have said sexecuted. i've never even thought about killing myself except by thinking about how i've never thought about it, which doesn't probably count. existential dread, yes. (see ryan's blog) despair, yes. ire, yes. frustration, yes. excessive happiness to the point of depression, yes. a cup of pudding or a pat on the head generally pull me out of any emotional ditch into which i tumble.

Thursday, July 05, 2007

Tuesday, July 03, 2007

Oral Presentation

In trying to up my manganese intake I've increased it so much that I have danger liver. And hypochondria. But if you talk about kites I'll forget all my symptoms/side effects and side effects/symptoms. I'm not on any drugs just supplements but they have side effects, too--mostly psychological. Like I feel my throat closing up but it's not closing up. It's not even doing anything--I just realize I have a throat is all.