décembre 2010
17 billets
from the north shore...
I sit indian style on the couch in Jean Marc and Celine’s “living room” (ou salon, comme on dit en France). I stare out the window, barely making out slate-tiled roofs, stone chimneys and skeletal trees in the thick, creamy fog. Noah and the Whale plays on my computer, melancholy-sweet. I can hear, just, the tapping of hammers, the moving and making of beautiful things by Patrick and Jean Marc à...
so the truth is...
i don’t know if i’m really up for grad school. i am too poor, and i spend a lot of time agonizing whether i should write papers and do homework in my “spare” time or clean my house. also, that not sleeping thing i used to do as an undergrad? definitely doesn’t work anymore. what i need is a job. a job that is at least moderately interesting and pays over 25,000 a...
I am infinitely strange to myself.
– The French Lieutenant’s Woman, John Fowles (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
Didn’t I tell you,” answered Mr Beaver, “that she’d made it always winter and...
– The Lion The Witch and The Wardrobe (via mustardseedtree)
Like you said, Aubs, we’re getting older. Even though we are only in our...
– Sigh. I love you Amber (and aubs, and ames, and becky and everyone).
I give up on big to-do lists
That last one I made wasn’t even close to complete.
Let’s just focus on today:
Optometrist visit/order contacts
Read Literature Homework
French Movie Worksheet (yah, it’s late)
Exercise!
Read Composition article
Study for Grammar
Tutor at 4:30
Dinner (it goes on the list because it always takes up at LEAST an hour of my day)
Re-write Explication de Texte - This is the...