India Post headline: "Being Fired is a State of Mind." Wait, no.
I gave in and read Salon's "Masterpiece" on "Seinfeld." The last page especially reminded me of a high school friend, Karl Neuharth, who was at Pepperdine last I heard, but who now has completely disappeared …
Yesterday I had a hanging-out bonanza. Jeana came over and we had tea and discussed gender and folklore. Then Zack and I had dinner and he helped me move a bunch of stuff to Nandini's …
My new roommate, Paulina, loves "My Word!" and her father adores P.G. Wodehouse. Terrific! My gradual-move-in plan has been abandoned. The only things holding me in my old place now are logistics: I have to …
And I got to talk with Angel! Huzzah! "It's the left-turn lane, not the you've-already-turned-left-and-now-you-merge-into-the-right-lane lane."
Today, after absolutely hating hating hating my parents' constant bickering, I practiced driving and went to Kaiser Permanente to rid the house of old magazines and get some pills and get some bloodwork done. (By …
David Plotz sounds great in his last few paragraphs of this article about plagiarism.
I am now, registered to take the CBEST. I felt odd sleeping in my new apartment Wednesday night. I just had to watch some TV before I left. Why? Because I didn't have a radio …
I will admit that I am a tiny bit glum (much less than I was!) about failing my driver's license exam. But my mom cooked sweet potatoes in the microwave and put salt and pepper …
I failed my driving exam. One little critical Dangerous Maneuver. Waah! But I'll take it again next week.
