i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

–ee cummings


I’ve been watching this show.  I almost can’t decide whether I like it or not.  It is focused on introducing healthy food (organic chickens and cow milk aside) into the school lunch program and that is something of which I am a huge proponent.  But the problem is it’s still just reality television.  The dramatic music plays when protagonist Jamie has a “showdown” with the antagonistic Alice, he pulls stunts like cooking up a week’s worth of unhealthy food and then throwing it away, and he even cries in the first episode (but hey, maybe that was sincere).  I’m not saying he can’t make a difference on a small scale.  Maybe he reaches a few parents in Huntington or some television viewers.  But this show is much too shallow to make any kind of lasting impact on what school children are served in this country.  The problem is the school lunch program.  And the problem with the school lunch program is the government subsidies of meat and dairy which dump huge amounts of animal products (cheesy, creamy goodness)  into food for those kids.

But I’m still watchin’ it.


February 10, 2010

It’s harder without the pills, but I’m still here and able to fight off the depression.  I am staying busier than I ever have in my life.  (At least since junior high.)  I have meetings and gym activities and school.  I still managed to get an A+ on my first exam!

And I’m writing a story for a submission.

Underground Coke

January 19, 2010

Feeling much better after my initial return funk.  I finished my first class which was at 8 am.  I have to get into the habit of going to bed early.  Somehow.  My next class is Romantic Poetry at 1:00 with Casper (who tends to be a bit of a…problem professor) and then…Fairy Tales at 3:00 with Dr. Marsh!  I’m excited.  I’m taking two courses with Dr. Marsh, my favorite professor.  I sort of, uh, would like to be her one day.

I have to go talk to the people at the front desk to see if I can get a new mattress.  Mine is sunken down on one side.  It’s horrible.  As I try to fall asleep I have to constantly keep scootching back to keep from rolling off.  I probably got about six hours last night.

Oh!  I went to my first basketball game.  It was fun.


November 17, 2009

Approximately how much money I’ve made off online surveys so far.


October 29, 2009

I just got home and my house smells like chicken. And it’s grossing me out. I also had a disappointing experience with pizza tonight.

I think “guapa” is an incredibly ugly word.

Cheapest Costume Idea Ever

October 6, 2009

The Venus of Willendorf

Smile, your on camera!

September 30, 2009

If you make use of the word “bolster” without referring to a pillow, your credibility increases.

If you use “your” when you mean “you’re” on a sign in the apartment complex you own, your credibility plummets.


September 26, 2009

I’m freaked out by phallic symbols, but sometimes I think I am more freaked out by yannic symbols.  What does that mean?