Michael was born in June 1984. He was the first born. Lizzi followed twenty-three months later in 1986. More than three and a half years after Michael, I was born. In these three and a half years Michael was treated as a prince, I’m told. The shoe boxes full of photos confirm this. Albums and […]
Just a quick update on November events. I am still growing facial hair. I think the past few years I gave in and shaved by this point. I think I will make it to the end of the month. I am still working on my NaNoWriMo novel. I haven’t surpassed last year’s grand total of […]
I am happy to say that I now have Google Wave access. A friend of a friend was kind enough to send me an invite. If anyone out there also has a Wave account let me know. I would be happy to have some more people to talk to and Wave with. And don’t worry, […]
I am only 2500 words into my novel for this month. I have a story outlined, its just a matter of getting all 50,000 words together in one place in a coherent manner. This might take a lot more effort than I thought it would.
I overheard this while walking down the street this evening: Guy 1: My arch-nemesis walked into work today. Guy 2: Rachel Ray? Guy 1: No, not Rachel Ray. I hate Rachel Ray.
I had a ground-breaking moment today in my own world of website programming. Today I successfully was able to understand and write an AJAX script. Who knows, you might start seeing things become even more dynamic on here.
I heard the following in passing. I was on my way to listen to people converse for a homework assignment. I wish I could have heard the rest of this conversation: If there wasn’t any truth to it, the idea wouldn’t exist.
I received this email today. Not sure why, but I like what it says. Hi Dear Creators, A few of you were away ill today, so please make sure you send your pieces round to the class well beforehand, ok? I don’t usually write notes like this, but here goes: What a strange semester this […]
I don’t like when people try to write self-flattering fiction. If you want to say that someone is infatuated with you, come out and say it. Don’t pretend to be that person thinking about you with nothing but praising words and obsession. I read a creative non-fiction piece today where the girl was telling a […]
Sept 3 Dear journal, Hi, it’s Kevin. I don’t want to write in this by Mr. Munroe is making us write for fifteen minutes in homeroom every day. I don’t know if I like him yet. He keeps talking about us recording the freshman experience. I don’t like it. Why should I be forced to […]