E-MAIL SHORTHAND THAT CIVIL WAR SOLDIERS WOULD LIKELY HAVE USED IN LETTERS HOME HAD THE TECHNOLOGY BEEN AVAILABLE TO THEM. REJECTION LETTERS FROM XAVIER’S SCHOOL OF EXCEPTIONAL YOUTH: Dear Sarah “Fan Girl” Williams, We regret to inform you that you have not been selected as a member of this year’s class. Being able to recite, […]
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Idiots. I love Amanda: ___________________________ Excerpt: “As I figured, the ad for Plan B in Tuesday’s Daily Texan would generate at least one outraged letter from a male conservo-virgin. He didn’t go so far as accuse the Texan of trying to screw his chances at marriage, but he does come very, very close.” I expect
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Beer. Thai food. Pirates of the Caribbean. Yea, for those keeping track: I’m supposed to be in kickboxing class tonight. Work is still playing downtime. My head hurts. Overwhelmed by Life, the Universe and Everything. Getting some great angsting done. Gotta do that sometime. Sleep well, wake up tomorrow, get back on track. So it
Alice Sebold’s The Lovely Bones is a book my buddy Julian kept trying to get me to read. It’s about a teenage girl – raped and then murdered – who narrates the book from a sort of “heaven” as she watches her family survive, live, love, in the wake of her death. I put off
Assumption of privilege, much? White man’s burden. Blow me, asshole.
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This. An Iraqi girl screamed Tuesday after her parents were killed when American soldiers fired on their car when it failed to stop, despite warning shots, in Tal Afar, Iraq. The military is investigating the incident. What kind of a fighter would I grow up to be, after that? Who would I fight? I hate
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Warning: Oddly, this is the first post I’ve written that I’m actually self-conscious about, and the first to come with apologies. What am I apologizing for? Oh. Nevermind. Got it. ________________________________ What I love about having an amazing, brilliant, driven, ass-kicking bunch of friends is that I can go, “So… Law School, what do you
I’ll be taking a few days off from blogging, as I’ve got some personal stuff to work out. I’ll be by every once in a while in case the comments go out of wack, but for all intents and purposes, things should be mostly quiet on the new-posts front, unless we go to war with
Ha. I was hoping this one would get a reaction from him… Check out Brendan’s take on being the son of a feminist. I keep wishing this guy lived in Chicago. We’d go watch fights at the Aragon and argue gender politics over Thai food, and he’d have a blast with Jenn’s circle of psychology