So, last night I was editing my resume and realized that I said some of my duties at a bakery I worked at in high school were “cleaning and greeting customers.” Oy. Above and beyond the call of duty, that’s me…
July 2011
Alan Rickman reads Shakespeare’s Sonnet 130
My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips’ red;
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damask’d, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.
that awkward moment when school gets more expensive every year and school gives you less financial aid every year and your family’s income stays the same every year
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amirite? I mean arguably I’m even more awesome and braintastic and want even more to go to LC as opposed to some other school than when I was a freshman-to-be. so. uh.
the other night i dreamed that they cancelled LC. Just “Okay, this isn’t going to be a college anymore, go away everyone.” I was in Tryon with a bunch of other folk and we were gnashing our teeth trying to figure out what to do with our lives. Waking up was so good.
i found this on another post about some tv show i didn’t know but look who it is
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C. J. Cherryh (via writingadvice)
De troof
(via yeahwriters)
this is a well-written alternative to the whole “well eyeglasses and pacemakers are unnatural too” thing, recommended.