Today I went to Ashtanga yoga for a change (I usually go to hot yoga) and it was amazing. I did a crab for the first time since I was a 16 year old gymnast with a healthy BMI and now I feel like I can do anything. Essays/conference paper/dissertation proposal/funding application, I’m coming for you.
Got some books today. Kei Miller and Tanya Shirley gave an amazing reading at the university, so hilariously funny that I felt compelled to buy their books. The Woolf one came second-hand from Wasson High School in Colorado, apparently never used.
My February 2014 reading…
- Jacob’s Room, Virginia Woolf
- The Woman Upstairs, Claire Messud
- Mrs Dalloway, Virginia Woolf
- The Big Sleep, Raymond Chandler
- Indemnity Only, Sara Paretsky
- The Embassy of Cambodia, Zadie Smith
- One for the Money, Janet Evanovich
- Bones of the Lost, Kathy Reichs
- To the Lighthouse, Virginia Woolf
- Orlando, Virginia Woolf
Had one class on American crime fiction, got lost down a crime hole.
Anywhere I want?
AS LONG AS IT’S NOT INSIDE A HOUSE IT’S FAIR GAME. THAT’S HOW I’VE COME TO UNDERSTAND IT.
What about cleanup?
NOT YOUR CONCERN. SOMEONE COMES ALONG WITH A BAG.
I KNOW, IT SOUNDS CRAZY, BUT I SWEAR IT’S TRUE.
poesizing said: obree doesn’t seem that middle class ?
Maybe I was making a bit of a sweeping statement. Although I did read somewhere (probably Wikipedia) that he has/had a family horse.
Really, really enjoying that you can spoil your vote in an online election. Obviously I would rather there was one non-male, non-white, non-middle class choice but hey, that’s the student body’s fault not the university’s.
Type 1 diabetes, psoriasis, and now an underactive thyroid. My life is just a fun game of guessing which essential body part my immune system will try to kill off next.
Reading crime fiction and eating cereal with my shoes off in the university, what of it?
This month’s credit card bill; one pence. Living the high life.