Vacation: Part Two

It seems really cool to be the graduate assistant on a really cool research project. And it will be, I'm sure. Right now, though, it means I really have to do all of the work. In a basement office. With cockroaches. Mostly dead.

Vacation: Part One

Having spent every day of last week in the Pacific Northwest with Dave and my usual travel gas, it was a nice surprise to receive a message from him yesterday telling me that he missed me. "I miss you?" it read. So, naturally, I replied, "You miss me is a question? Are you unsure?" His response: "Jesus Christ. This is romance. Not English."

Still Kicking

I'm in such a state of rebellion against anything remotely academic at this point in my summer I can hardly even stand to put a few words together about my day on this blog. In just a few short weeks, though, I'll have so many other things to read and write that stealing away time to write on the blog will be just what I need. Patience please.