Look with your eyes, not with your hands.


Such a minute fraction of this life do we live: so much is sleep, tooth-brushing, waiting for mail, for metamorphosis, for those sudden moments of incandescence: unexpected, but once one knows them, one can live life in the light of their past and the hope of their future.



A grad student muses on her life, film, friends, politics, reality televizzle, and music.

 
Time to Pay the Piper

Okay, time to pay the piper, square up accounts, make good on a deal with the devil... the shit hit the fan, the fat lady has taken her bow, the sleeves are rolled up, it's time to actually sit down and finish these two pestery assignments so I can breeze through the grad school essays, make the trek home and write this 12-20 page paper awaiting me when I get there. I'll be in the basement of Sunderland, well, quite possibly until Tuesday.


Thwarted! All lab connections down! Fated to work in my room (ie. a playground of distractions) Curses! This little ostrich is hiding!
posted by lmjasinski at 1:53 PM