Wednesday, August 31, 2005
Everything has gone crazy. My sister’s gone off to the Carribean to elope, my old roomie is going off to Cairo for a year and a half in two weeks, New Orleans has been flattened by what appears to be a giant, pissed off water monster. I was bored at work Monday morning, so instead [...]
As usual, not much to do at work so I’m reading through several transcripts released by the NY Times of interviews with firefighters and medics at ground zero, conducted a few weeks afterwards. Most feelings I’ve had about that particular day have been numbed due to all the resultant jingoism and fearmongering. But reading through [...]
…so I have written a story. I didn’t like any of the prompts I found online; they were all things like “lol describe your worst experience” or “write about three objects in your room,” and I am not quite bored enough to write a story about my computer, desk, and Nalgene bottle. This morning Quark, [...]
Thursday, August 11, 2005
…And I’m not referring to the KU parking department this time. Last week, when I started work, the parking lot closest to my building was blissfully empty. Even if I happened to roll in late, closer to 10:00 than to 9:00, I would always be guaranteed a spot in the first four yellow spaces. Imagine [...]