Yesterday I started the Insanity workout. Strange, right? For one, I’m not that athletic. I like my yoga, I like my jogging, and I don’t like being in pain. Constantly. I felt like I needed a change. There’s not a whole lot of sun here—it’s not known as “foggy England” for nothing—and I’m having quite […]
I ran out of creative titles this week. My brain hurts from too much school work, so this is going to be short, sweet, to the point. As I sorted through the piles of books I checked out of the library for research for my Henry James class, I came across a piece of paper […]
There are far too many books to read, papers to write, and presentations to compile this week as the UEA semester heads into crunch time. So, here’s a quick breakfast idea that I’ve been trying which gives me a lot of energy and protein to start my day sitting through those brutal three hour seminars. […]
One of the most pretentious classes I will be able to add to my list of Things I Think Make Me Pretentious But Actually Just Make Me A College Student is taking a Ulysses seminar while studying at UEA. This book is, to put it mildly, a massive work requiring extensive footnotes reading and at […]
My Cajun roots demand that, today of all days, I acknowledge the beautiful, gift-to-humanity, let-the-good-times-roll-and-all-that-jazz insanity that is Mardi Gras festivities in Louisiana. There. It’s out of my system. On that note, this past summer I spent roughly two months living in New Orleans, Louisiana, working in the promotions department of a publishing company based […]
I made the decision to become a vegetarian when I was fifteen. It had a lot to do with dissecting a fetal pig, and breaking its jaw, but I’m sure you don’t want to hear about that. What’s followed has been a hard-fought battle of trying to maintain a steady diet that includes the necessary […]
The other night I was drifting off to sleep, contemplating the impending doom of a feminist criticism presentation, and dreading the horrible nature of a seminar leader who possesses the altogether undesirable quality of forcing an individual to speak for ten minutes in a country where everyone thinks said individual sounds like some sort of […]
Jackie, from England, from the turmoil of the immediate culture shock to the desultory sensation of general terror that comes with confronting university in a foreign land. Not to mention what it does to one’s creative life. It has been a doubt-infused time, ladies and gents. Part One: How I Foolishly Got on a Plane […]
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