Archive for February, 2005

An emotional funk

Saturday, February 12th, 2005

I find myself this morning to be in a sort of an emotional funk. After all these years of experiencing this, this is the best name I have come up with for these mornings. I am at Greyfriar’s alone this morning and I am supposed to be working on a grant for my […]

Who ever said Boston gets all the snow?

Thursday, February 10th, 2005

This morning in the bright, small southern city of Chattanooga, Tennessee a snow dusting fell. Emblematic of Southern snow, snow flakes were like white dust being blown about. On my drive to work this morning, I had to physically move my face closer to the windshield to examine a dust bit that fell […]

Memoir essay Part III

Wednesday, February 9th, 2005

Cat came to me, pulling me away from the mountains and ethereal moment, tear-stained and told me it was my turn to call my parents. As the voice of my mother answered the phone, I broke into terrible sobs. There is something about the voice of a mother or a father that meets […]

You know your a bit too comfortable at your office when …

Wednesday, February 9th, 2005

You know you’re a bit too comfortable at your office when … you go to the bathroom, sit down, realize you need a tampon from your desk, and seriously consider not buckling up your belt until the second visit to the bathroom has concluded.
Either that or you know you are very lazy.
You know you’re a […]

Memoir essay Part II

Monday, February 7th, 2005

We left for Ecuador in the morning and spent the day flying into Houston, then into Panama, and finally into Quito, Ecuador. Once in Ecuador, a van, apparently from the same family of vehicles as the Tenebaum taxis, pulled up and told us to jump in. For a few moments, I wondered whether […]

Memoir essay

Monday, February 7th, 2005

In my Writing for Publication class, we have to write five essays. I have already written an issue essay, I’m working on a profile essay, and next I have to write a memoir essay. I believe that for my memoir essay I want to focus on the time in my life when Dr. Rahamut […]

Dreams

Monday, February 7th, 2005

Last night I had a fairly strange dream involving a friend of mine from high school. This friend, whose name was Todd Babb, was the kind of good-looking, Christian guy that I thought I might want to marry when I was older. I never really had a crush on him, I just had a crush […]