How long has it been since I’ve discussed something of or related to pop culture? What’s that? Never, you say? Unpossible! My world is a Pop Carnivale if you consider the amount of reality tv I consume daily. If it’s on Bravo, I watch it. MTV, usually. TLC, sometimes, if it’s Toddlers and Tiaras or [...]
Posts Tagged ‘inhumanity’
Degrassi, eh?
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged despicable happy young people, implied rant, inhumanity, pop culture, procrastination, thinking on 26 August 2009 | 2 Comments »
Octopus Snowball Fight
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged despicable happy young people, inhumanity on 29 January 2009 | 1 Comment »
That’s kind of how my brain feels right now. Like it’s under attack by an octopus weilding snowballs in all of its eight-arms-to-hold-you.
Also, remember how I was all magnanimous and shit at the end of that post of confessed smarminess? It’s okay if you didn’t read it. I know it was long. I probably would [...]
In Which I Confess to a Smarmy Habit, Part One
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged fambly, inhumanity on 15 January 2009 | 2 Comments »
Yeah, yeah, I’ll get back to talking about the dissertation when I get back to thinking about the dissertation. Baby Steps, you know. I saw my advisor coming my way in the hallway yesterday, so I stopped dead, turned around, and started walking in the other direction. In the animal kingdom, this is what is [...]
Back to School
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged academia, inhumanity, rant, universities blow on 31 August 2008 | 2 Comments »
As the whine-a-roo post below indicates, I’m immersed in 9/11 lit, and it’s depressing the hell out of me, so I’m not capable of posting something coherent right now (which is not to say I’ve ever posted something coherent, come to think of it). My dissertation is not exclusively on 9/11 texts (note to self: update wholly [...]
I didn’t start out this way.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged academia, grad school, inhumanity on 11 July 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I was supposed to write about being disorganized, but why tell when I can show? Instead of a coherent post, here’s a list. A lovely little whiny little list:
I decided to start playing the clarinet again. I don’t know why. Just an urge. I was never that good at it; I was average, maybe. And [...]