imagoldfish

I've developed a serious appreciation for Jameson.

You've got to love a country where, without asking for it, simply because it's so damn obvious, natural, and right that it's what you require, you get a straw with your can of coke.
At last, a place where my needs are understood.

I rule.

Pregnant ladies are funny. I haven't ever really spent a lot of time with them, but oddly enough, there are a couple of 'em doing summer seminars, so suddenly I'm around them a lot. Their bellies kinda give me the creeps (especially the way they sort of absentmindedly pet 'em), but I find it oddly amusing when they're all wacked out and hormonal, crying their...
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Perhaps I'm overly obsessive, but seriously, the dining hall here blows my fucking mind. Imagine, you're walking down the line lookin at the food, which is set out sort of buffet style. What do you see?

Mashed potatoes, gravy, biscuits, fried chicken, cherry turnovers, poached haddock, cauliflower au gratin...

One of us is not like the others, one of us does not belong...

Continuing on,...
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If you ever find yourself in Notre Dame, let me tell ya, The Linebacker fucking rules. Best moment ever? When they played the Numa Numa dance song. Oh yes!

I suspect that it will get worse before it gets better.

Happy Bloomsday everyone!

Day 4 is the hardest, it turns out, but I made it through 40 laps. A lot of people say they enjoy exercise because it gives them time to be alone with their thoughts. I'm the opposite - I love swimming because I can't think about anything except the way my body is moving through the water and how many laps I've...
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Swimming is awesome, and so are rebellious Mennonites. Creative writing is ok, but not as great as a two week seminar on the theoretical quandaries raised on autobiography would have been. Smuggling coffee out of dining halls is glorious, as are ridiculously long treks to buy cigarettes when the sun is shining and there's a nice breeze out.

Actually, I don't mind that this seminar...
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So, at first I was like, ugh, two weeks at a Catholic university. Then I was like, dude, two weeks living in an all-girls dorm at a Catholic university! Fucking score!
But really, I think the original thought was closer to it. This campus is wacky. It's frickin' huge and green with very new buildings. It's super clean. there's lots of funny religious kitsch around...
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