archives for December 2003
oh viggo! (not a spoiler)
Wednesday 17 December 2003 | someone left a cookie
It’s nearly four a.m. and I’ve literally just walked in the door from seeing ROTK (no link, you know where to find it), barely pulling off my coat before sitting down to type. There’s no one I can talk to, and I can’t not talk, or not write, or not do something. To sit stock-still [...]
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too late! too late!
Friday 12 December 2003 | I like a cookie
Which was the title of a Victorian print which depicted the tragic deathbed of a poor lady whose soul went unshriven. It’s also how I feel when I look at the Brown writing department website. I think I still had some half-arsed notion that I could apply for next year, but seeing as how I [...]
a small cool lima bean
Thursday 11 December 2003 | I like a cookie
At last I has did it. I’m not too happy with the [long-defunct bl•gsp•t] URL, but such is life when all the undergrads have T-1 connections in their dorm rooms. It’s cold, my nose is running, the mice are scampering in and out of the green kitchen bin, and some animal outside—maybe an owl? maybe [...]
