The lack of updates can be attributed to finals and winter break following each other in quick succession. But now I am back, and with plenty of news. While finals at Reed were exactly what I expected, I refuse to worry about whether or not I passed my classes until January 9th. Reed does not [...]
I am sitting in the Dorothy Johanssen house (the DoJo, tutoring center, in case you’ve forgotten) awaiting one of my discples. She’s 15 minutes late and I’m wondering if I’ll still get paid for sitting here without any of my books or my computer. (Which was, by the way, a really stupid move, but *I* [...]
So much for “No Boys” this semester. That plan has been abandoned and destroyed, and then reconstructed. Because apparently all of my boys are gay. I think perhaps the really sad part is that alcohol was not involved; just a lot of endorphins and really bad judgement. Hopefully, the awkwardness on his part won’t last, because I’m [...]
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Boxes overflow with things she doesn’t really need because they’re boxes that aren’t going anywhere except into that tiny dark corner in the back of her closet. Other boxes bask in the light, stacked high with books, accompanied by an open suitcase, still empty. There’s a piece of lined paper taped to the [...]