This is how writing (not writing?) my Victorian Narrative essay makes me feel: Just like Atreyu, I have three pressing questions in my mind… Why did my horsie have to die? Will I ever reach the Empress in time? What if my thesis is untenable? In other news, our new roommate moved in today. We […]

Damn it. Damned dirty msn.com. Those bastards, with their enticing free online games. Suddenly, I’ve become Tommy. I’m a wizard. I sure play a mean Bejewelled. Like, I’m on level seventeen with over 170,000 points and it’s as natural as breathing. I *cannot* lose. I keep hoping, praying that I will run out of moves, […]