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All right, so I had to add to them. I’m at Storylines Coffee Shop, my favorite place in all of Watkins Glen, next to Pizza Hut and Wal-Mart. There are these people behind me, and I don’t know who they’re talking about, but it’s one of the men’s employees, and he’s saying, “Yeah, Houghton didn’tContinue reading

And so. I had a doctor’s appointment yesterday, with a very annoyed doctor who rather brusquely informed me that I, personally, am an idiot. Just in case I was wondering. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I once again ignored all the signs and let my B12 levels drop drastically, to the point where I was happilyContinue reading

I was reading an old online journal(you’re not going to know the link, because I cannot believe half of the stuff I wrote on there. I really need to learn to just shut my mouth and crawl under my bed sometimes), a journal from my last two years at Houghton(also, I need to learn toContinue reading

I still think it’s funny.

If I could tell the world just one thingIt would be that we’re all OKAnd not to worry ’cause worry is wastefulAnd useless in times like theseI won’t be made uselessI won’t be idle with despairI will gather myself around my faithFor light does the darkness most fearMy hands are small, I knowBut they’re notContinue reading

Such a weird world it tis. Yes, I have seen The End Of The Spear, and though I thought perhaps some of it was too much, I rather enjoyed it. Especially considering that it was filmed by a “Christian” film company(whatever the heck that is), and usually those sort of films make me want toContinue reading

Shamelessly stolen from Julia’s blog. (www.pundicity.blogspot.com How such an intelligent woman can be a Republican, I will never understand.) You know you’re from the Southern Tier if: if you know what the southern tier is you sometimes forget they put a four-way stop in front of the bank and try to whiz through theContinue reading

Here are random comments I wrote while sitting in class this last week: Monday:I couldn’t find a parking spot, so I wound up fifteen minutes late, and I walk into this and they’re deep in an intellectual discussion on–Mick Jagger. I suspect this has something to do with philsoophy of art, but I’m not sure. Continue reading

Last night in class, we ended with a short video performance by the Reduced Shakespeare Company. Three men doing Hamlet in ten minutes was sight to behold–and, quite honestly, the funniest thing I’ve seen since Nate wearing a dress. And it made me…homesick in an undefinable way. It was not quite improv, not quite scripted,Continue reading

Things you’ll never hear at Houghton:“I told him I couldn’t be his boyfriend–I’m not reboundage! Besides, like I said to him, I’m just not his kind of man.”Elmira may have whacky purple road salt, but it does have a variety of interesting characters. Yes, I’m here, at the computer, thinking about the neuropathology of juvenile delinquents,Continue reading