December 2011
1 post
microwaved babybel and trader joe's are the only...
i might end up being 400 pounds, but by god i’ll know about visual depiction of arab women in magazines! and the emasculating effects of catholicism in irish literature! and john milton!
September 2011
2 posts
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August 2011
2 posts
June 2011
1 post
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BAD HAIRCUT 2011
Bang length is unsettlingly short.
Lots of mavericks.
Can’t bobbypin without looking challenged.
Have to make good impressions on lots of people in like two days in New York.
May 2011
1 post
April 2011
2 posts
Y: Your hair is so soft.
J: I'm part alpaca.
March 2011
3 posts
my last google searches:
Israeli men
teacup giraffes
Plan for housing next semester?
I think I’ll stay here in my ivory tower.
Meet ibn Qasi.
He’s a Portuguese Sufi saint who lied a lot, saying things “I went to and from Mecca in one night!” and formed a small, vaguely religious militia to reclaim territory occupied by the Almoravids. He denounced a fairly cushy lifestyle after having a spiritual crisis, and spent the next 10 years as a self-proclaimed imam of the region. He wrote a mystical explication called...
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That being said,
the beginning of March is going to be super.
Book shopping! Mediterranean dining! Clothing shopping! Spanish grocery stores! Museums! Emilio! Scones!
February
is objectively a terrible month. You think you’re a good student? February doesn’t think so! You think you’re vaguely charming and capable and engrossing? February doesn’t think so! You think you’re doing things aplenty with your life? February doesn’t think so!
Etc.
Good riddance, Feb. I will not be sad to see you go.
February 2011
22 posts
French creative writing prompts are le worst.
I’m writing an image poem about the moon and the stars. Here’s what I have so far:
a large celestial opal
jasmine flowering in the sky
a balding panther
New low.
I’m beyond wrapped up in this Libya crisis. I can’t focus on work, I can’t go half an hour without obsessively checking the news. Pros: I am much more a Citizen of the World. Cons: I am cranky and beginning to sound like a wild-eyed radical anarchist.
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Reasons why my life just got exponentially easier:
Finding sources about the only Portuguese Sufi saint that are not:
in German
in Spanish
an entire dissertation on MICROFILM (ughhh)
taking a leisurely FIVE DAYS to arrive from OSU (seriously?)
And instead are:
readily available
not on microfilm
in English
You guys you guysss
My dream has come true.
An intentionally awkward cocktail party.
Come dressed up. Receive 5 notecards with 5 “unsuitable” party topics you have to discuss.
GO GO GO
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Nothing like being single on Valentine’s Day to help you get a paper done four days before its due date.
Happy Walentine's Day, y'all.
Phrases I was forced to say today:
“La sexualité du corned-beef”
“Je n’ai pas compris que que le corned-beef avait les désirs sexuel…”
Modern History Sourcebook: A Surrealist Manifesto:...
With regard to a false interpretation of our enterprise, stupidly circulated among the public, We declare as follows to the entire braying literary, dramatic, philosophical, exegetical and even theological body of contemporary criticism:
We have nothing to do with literature; But we are quite capable, when necessary, of making use of it like anyone else,
Surrealism is not a new means or...
eight papers in three weeks
AW BRING IT ONNNN KENYON COLLEGE
cool.
I love struggling to write papers for classes that are for my major.
You guys, I am so jazzed for spring 2012: Europe. (RyanAir? RYANAIR)
Porchugall, Fuh-rance, Italley, Whales at LEAST. It’s gonna be super.
Things I can do with 12 euros:
Fly from Bologna to Nice.
THANKURYANAIR
Writing my first real English essay in over a semester and feeling like my brain is a baby deer taking its first steps.
You guys, I am a nutcase.
I’m sitting here in le dark because the power keeps flickering on and off, and these three junior guys are trolling someone over Skype. And here I am, laughing at them, listening to my psycho Brazilian music and then randomly remembering this time in E’s car when I told C that she made the word “butthole” classy and then it became a thing.
C: He’s just a—since...
currently
in awe of the CAMEL SQUIRT GUN i received in my latest kinder egg
in awe of the fact that i fell 0 times today, miraculously
writing an essay titled “the democracy of trees.” no, this is not an avant-garde title.
January 2011
6 posts
GRAD SCHOOL INSTA-GPA BOOSTER STUDY ABROAD LIFE DECISIONS
I need an adult.
I feel like this weekend required so many hair...
So, so many of them. Oops.
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found two old notes addressed to me today:
One, straightforward:
“This is a note. For you!”
The second, a poem:
“barn owls / scowls / bowls / bitch”
December 2010
7 posts
holy cats, you guys
i have a wonderful roommate who should be a saint. except i wouldn’t wish imposed celibacy on her. saint lili. i can dig it.
You guys you guysssss
life has been so exciting lately! i have
been scolded by a sheriff
been invited to california
become smitten with impalas
all in the course of less than one (1) calendar week. it’s been a good one.
remembered this gem:
J: Does this mean I'm the brains of this--
E: Absolutely not.
This happened.
J: I am flatered like a panbkaake sexyally
K: You are a flat sexual pancake?
J: Pankes are eunuchgs rigtes??
Baby-sitters?
I prefer “baby-sitars.”
This day has had too many sitars.
November 2010
7 posts
Reason #362 why my neighbors probably hate me:
Blaring an Iranian-funk version of Hava Nagila. Over and over.
