I will not die an unlived life I will not live in fear of falling Or of catching fire I choose to inhabit my days To allow my living to open me Making me less afraid More accessible To loosen my heart So that it becomes a wing, a torch, a promise I choose to risk my significance. To live so that that which comes to me as seed Goes to the next as blossom And that which comes to me as blossom Goes on as fruit. --Donna Markova

Wednesday, September 17, 2003

And as they left the Garden of Eden, that evil snake slithered at their heels hissing evilly...hhhhoommeewwoorrkk

Yeah, so life sucks and then you die...live w/ it. No, J/K. Life's fine...busy, but fine. Not really busy I guess. I'm really procrastinating right now and doing anything and everything besides my homework...which I have tons of because I really haven't done any of it since the beginning of the school year and our first round of tests are coming up so I have all this reading to catch up w/ that is really slow and boring and generally depressing. Ah well, the only thing that makes homework bearable is really good music, so I'll be listening to the latest Liz Phair CD. I never listened to her before, but I really like this CD. There are one or two songs that are a little explicit, but most of them rock.

Off to study the fall of the Italian Renaissance and why all those nice little Pope guys were always poisoning one another...not to mention the reasons the US should switch to a runoff system instead of an electoral one, why the economy should always try to operate at the point where the marginal benefits of producing a product and the marginal costs are equal, and what literary devices are utilized in five different poems...all in a days, afternoons, nights, and mornings work, I'm thinking...Later all, Katie

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