The mail just came, and right to our front door, with two packages. One was for me, one was addressed to my father.
My grandmother (paternal, in case you haven’t guessed), just sent us guavas. Mmmmm, guavas! Best fruit on earth.
The package for me contained a late Christmas gift from a college friend. The gift was [...]
I’m struggling with the idea of going to work on Monday. I realize I still have tomorrow and the weekend left for me, but it’s still such a draining thought, that of going back to the office. However, as soon as the weekly meeting is over on Monday, I’m going to ask my boss to [...]
I met Lo the first year I lived at Oxford Housing at the University of Michigan. She worked at the front desk, as I did. We immediately hit it off once we discovered we were each English majors. While I hated Victorian Literature, she gobbled it up (watching her read those huge novels full of [...]
Ah, the year in review. It’s a time-honored tradition in WordNerd land, but I usually write it on paper, in a journal that no one will ever see. I’ve decided to place it here this year.
January: 2004 starts with me dreading the idea of going back to work at the hell hole that is the [...]
Either the U-M listened to my bellyaching on this website (?) or this has been around all along and is making its way to me for the first time (maybe because I’m now a non-member alumna?). Whatever the case, Michigan Today is infinitely better than e-TrueBlue News when it comes to the myriad of topics [...]
One of the problems with mentioning that you’ve at one time been a Med/Ren/Early Modern scholar to people is that they automatically assume to know what part of said time periods you enjoy. For most people, in my experience, Med/Ren/Early Modern studies consists of Shakespeare and Italian Renaissance art. Dante of course creeps into there, [...]
It has not been an easy Christmas season, and Christmas isn’t even here yet.
First of all, of course my grandmother. My mother, who is still in Mexico, was very pessimistic and kept on telling us over the phone that my grandmother was going to die. The thought of that was a horrible one, to say [...]
Oh dear Lord. I am. So. Sick. Of. Rodeo.
Hmm.
No Christmas bonus. Probably no raise come March unless “things turn around.”
Hmm.
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