pic of the new bike

heh. just thought i'd flaunt my latest purchase. anyone who wants to go for a ride this sumsum give me a call. :)

spring!

i just love when the weather is fine, the leaves are rustling, and the sun makes you warm. the only think i wish is that i could take my compy outside and do my work out there. i tried it but i couldn't see the screen because of the sunny glare. poo poo. all i can hope to do now is get lots of work done so i don't feel bad about calling it quits at 4 and taking a nap on the lawn.

after having done absolutely nothing for the past two days (i am serious when i say this. i spent all of saturday watching an america's next top model marathon on mtv), i need a reason not to feel like a bad daughter on mother's day. if i can justify staying here instead of going home by being productive, i'll feel better.

so far, so good. i am just tip-tap-typing away on my little edith wharton paper, and that is goo-ood.

i'm feeling great!

bee-tee-dubs: I BOUGHT A 1950s TANDEM SCHWINN.

i felt productive today

tilly and the wall is definitely my new favorite.

they use tap shoes in their music! "rainbows in the dark" is my favorite. check it out on youtube.

le sigh. toronto trip is a go-go (i bought tickets to see evil dead: the musical in Toronto on June 6, 2008, so...yeah, it's happening).

yip!

*if anyone has any good toronto tips or ideas, lemme know. i have the old standbys all down, like museums, zoos, fancier nightclubs, etc., but if you have an insider's knowledge, tell me!

takin' a page from creeden?

well...two more weeks before those papers are due. they aren't any more done now than they were two weeks ago. okay that's a lie. each one is about four pages more done than they were. that's clearly not saying much for my ability to get myself together.

and so it begs the question: why am i even here? if i procrastinate like crazy, am constantly annoyed by my work, and can't wait for summer to start...why am i here? i like learning! i like class! but do i only like those things when they keep me from having a "real" job? i think the short answer is a resounding "yes."

officemate bryan keeps urging me to pursue my mfa in creative nonfiction. that'd be cool, for sure, but it's doubtful i have the chops. i think that maybe the worst thing in the world is realizing that you're not as great as you wanted people to think you were.

actually, maybe the worst thing in the world is not giving yourself credit.

but then you question yourself again, and wonder, well, maybe i'm thinking too much of myself if i think i'm not giving myself enough credit. maybe there's no credit to be deserved! maybe i'm exactly what i'm afraid of being: a mediocre graduate student at a mediocre graduate school writing mediocre english papers that are (let's be completely honest, here) absolutely pointless. the only people who read them are my professors, and they don't think they're that great. even if i were to get something published (longshot!) the only people who would read it are other english majors doing papers on stuff i wrote about. that's the way it works. it's just a closed-off circle of english major people doing stupid theoretical english major stuff that doesn't even matter in life! IT'S SO DUMB.

but, i guess i like it.

back ta woik

it is becoming that time of the semester that everyone hates. it's too nice out to do work!

i have forty pages (total) due by the the second week of may. that gives me about four weeks. it's obviously possible, and i'm going to do it, but i really, really don't want to.

maybe tonight i'll get a jump on it and write a few pages of a paper, just so i don't feel bad this weekend when i really want to be doing other things, like going to the beach or napping or riding my bike.

blah. i have a boring life and a boring blog.