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– YESTERDAY – Weird. I coughed and hacked my way through work, taking pains to keep as quiet as possible. Later, workshop went well, and by well I mean interesting. I submitted the third chapter of part two of Adrift… easily the most unusual and convoluted part of the whole piece.

If you comment…

1. I’ll respond with something random I like about you.
2. I’ll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3. I’ll name something we should do together.
4. I’ll say something that only makes sense to you and me (or just me).

There’s a heavy haze all around, but I won’t talk about that quite yet.

For now: you need to know that Jess and I are arriving in Chicago on Saturday, May 6th and departing on Monday, May 15th. The latter half of our trip we’ll be doing Scavhunt, but that notwithstanding, we want to see all of you.

– LAST WEEK – It sucked. I was exhausted. I didn’t get as much done as I wanted. On Tuesday night I went to a diner and left without my coat. I walked a half-hour home without noticing. The next morning, when I walked back to pick it up on my way to work, I accidentally left a reading assignment there.

I may just decide to revise my approach to blogging in months when a semester is coming to an end (or I’m moving/getting married). I haven’t had much time this week to give to BSF, and I don’t expect things to get better for the next couple weeks.

No, I didn’t post yesterday and I’m barely posting today.
But I’ll explain all that tomorrow.

Anyway, the Oculine material is posted. All of the images this month share the fact that they were taken from either the roof or the windows of my humble apartment.

– YESTERDAY – Actually, a pretty good day (though I say it as if surprised.) Busy. I managed to fire off a cover letter as application for a TA position opening up next year. I left work early to clear up some registration trouble I’d discovered over the weekend.

Someone please write to the Flint Journal and let them know how irrelevant and insulting this thing is.

It’s the worst I’ve seen since “Anorexic teen should swallow her pride.”

No taste at all.

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– THE WEEKEND – On the ups, I had an absolutely exhilerating Holy Week. I felt at home in my new adopted parish and I got to spent a wonderful weekend with Jess whether we were walking in the wind on Thursday night, eating a midnight breakfast of bacon and eggs on Easter or laying out on a beach towel in Fort Greene Park.