archives for Friday 12 January 2007
much nicer colors than before
Friday 12 January 2007 | I like a cookie
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from an email to the professoressa
Friday 12 January 2007 | I like a cookie
May the many saints and arhats and minions of Shiva and Krishna and Kali and Hillary Clinton all bow down and bless you for your phone message, which was just the shot in the arm I needed after coming home all staggery and weedy after a genuinely hair-raising afternoon of tooling around in the snow […]
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that’s doctor crazy lady to you, part II
Friday 12 January 2007 | I like a cookie
Subject test scores finally came yesterday, amidst further application insanity: 750, y’all. So apparently there’s some point to knowing who Chatterton was!
Thus reinspired, I slept little, woke early, broke out the oolong, began to print reams of paper, and am currently manically getting rice cake crumbs everywhere as I struggle to understand why schools suddenly […]
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friday refrains · so my eyes stay brown
Friday 12 January 2007 | I like a cookie
I include here some vibrant narrative poems from a super-sharp young American writer—and a former colleague of mine at BU, Jill McDonough.
Jill’s about half-a-foot taller than me and I always envied her stature and force of presence and fearlessness, as well as the fact that she took boxing and was really good at it. (One […]
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quotation of the day
Friday 12 January 2007 | I like a cookie
Or, the middle of the night, since it’s nearly 3 am and, itchy with application anxiety, I can’t sleep. But I did figure out I can withdraw cash using my credit card, deposit it into checking, and have enough to pay for transcripts. It says a lot about who I am these days that I […]
