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[2:25pm] I just wanted to let you know that I am alive. And that I got my diccionarios.com subscription. I'm working hard, doing homework,
sleeping, etc. More when I have more time.
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[9:45pm] It may interest some of you that I'm going to be experimenting with MoveableType on calapitter soon, if yall know what that is.
My dad made it an option, so I'm kind of excited to be messing around with it. Don't expect any huge changes right off the bat, since I'll
still pretty busy with college and homework and Drew and whatnot.. But. :)
[4:56pm] I want a year's subscription to diccionarios.com for $25. I may sign
up for that. Woo hoo.
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[2:40pm] That criticism thing I told you about; sorry I got you excited. It was yawnalicious. Talk about pretentious jargon-droppers,
saying things like "Let's make language more accessible", followed by half a paragraph of 4-syllable words. Bleh. Nice people though, good
to mingle with. In other news, my mom sent me the Garden State Soundtrack
and the Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind Soundtrack. Then I saw Garden State and was bowled over. What a lovely
film. That was Saturday. Friday night Drew and I saw Cellular, which was good, but.. enh.
Actiony stuff doesn't really float my boat. Anyway, I had a bit of a blip on the health screen but I'm fine now. I mean, I've still got
my cold (thanks Drew!) but everything else is taken care of, as far as I know. Later this week (Wednesday), Stephen Dunn, a
Pulitzer-prize-winning poet, is coming to Rhodes. And then a week from Wednesday it's Billy Collins, ex-poet laureate. Good times, ish.
We have to write questions, and I'm afraid my questions will be stupid. I'm kind of an inferior poet to these guys, but.. enh. Have I
really been given a chance to knock anyone's socks off? (Probably, but it'll make me feel better if we say no here.) I definitely
haven't been appointed National Poetess or anything. So there's that. Okay, well, I think that's all that's going on. I'm going home on
Friday, to see my family and whatnot.
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[3:32pm] A few days ago, I spent the afternoon in Oak Alley with my boyfriend. We studied until he had to go to Ultimate and then I
studied by myself and then went into Palmer to use the bathroom and then I got in trouble with the security guard for being in Palmer
when I apparently wasn't supposed to be (even though 2 hours previously I had been in there with my Poetry professor, who likes my
poems).. and then later that evening, I got back and Carolyn got in the shower. When she got out, she asked me in a strained voice if I
had any painkillers and I said no, but that I would check with Laura. And then she starts crying really hard. So I run, get Laura, and
when I get back, Carolyn is on the floor, holding her stomach and crying to call 911. Eventually Matt comes (by luck) and we get ahold
of the RA on duty and Daniel comes and we all go to Baptist East Hospital. Very drama. I call Carolyn's mom a few times to let her know
what's up--poor Carolyn's mom, who had to listen to me trying to tell her things while her daughter is weeping in the background, and
then weeping in the foreground when I put her on the phone.. So we sit there and wait until 2:30 or 3:00 and finally Carolyn gets
admitted and we wait some more, and then Daniel and the RA go home, and Laura and Matt and I stay the night with Carolyn while we wait
for the ultrasound woman to get there. And we eventually find out what's plaguing Carolyn and we come back to school and none of us have
gotten any sleep. Carolyn gets drugs and gets to skip classes, but we three must go to classes. I missed the quiz in accounting, but
being the awesome kid I am, he let me take it and I still got 11/10 points on it, even though I was crying because I was so tired and
embarrassed for being late. Search was mind-bogglingly difficult to sit through, then lunch, and then I went to Drew's room and slept
from about 5:30 to 8 pm. When I woke up, I realized I still had a History paper to write. Nooooo! So I wrote it and went to bed (in my
room.) Truth be told, I can't really remember events very well since I was so tired. More recently, Drew and were both kind of sickish
with colds, and he let me borrow some pajama pants to wear since my jeans were bothering me and a Hard Rock t-shirt and I stole them
both. Or something. News: I have 110% in Accounting. Hmm, anything else? This afternoon I am going to a forum about The Future of
Criticism: Panelists will speak briefly about what they see as the responsibilities of
literature and literary criticism in a rapidly changing world. Following these short comments, the floor will open for discussion of
such issues as the relation of language to power, literature and/as social reform, and the difficulty of attaining objectivity in
literary analysis. And that's about it, I think.
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[12:04pm] Becky is tired. I'll tell you what's going on (not really that much, basically just homework and sleeping) in a later post.
However: I have gotten a perfect score on both Accounting quizzes thus far. Woot.
