Tag: life

Yikes!

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It’s been two weeks!? Nothing new, though. SSDD (e.g. same shit different day) as my good friend Luciana likes to say. I am fast approaching burnout, but I realized we’re about halfway through the semester? I’m not sure if that’s good or bad since I still have so much to do. This coming week I have two small papers, one larger paper, a “proposal” for my independent study, and a outline and bibliography for a paper due some time from now. The latter is the worst really, because I don’t write that way. I also have, oh, I don’t know 1000 pages to read for next week?

All that work, and guess what I’m doing tomorrow. Curse being responsible—I’m… Read More ➤

Where’s Glenn?

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In case someone wonders where I am, my face is in a book for about 75% of my waking hours. The harsh reality of my semester has just set in, though there’s little I can do about it if I want to graduate in May. At any rate, this is what I’m up to:

Anthropology 487: Tutorial in Archaeology—This is one of the two required “capstone” courses for majors in Anthropology. (The other will be… Read More ➤

Grad School

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Okay, it’s getting rather close to time to choose a grad school… since I’m now entering my final year at UD.

I could probably beg my way into UD. They require a 3.5 GPA overall, and a 3.5 GPA for all English courses. I have over a 3.5 in my English courses, but will likely barely make a 3.0 overall. The GRE would be important—and I’ve Read More ➤

Transit

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So I’ve finally started taking the train to work. Sure I only live 13 miles from campus, and the drive is only 30 minutes, but sometimes driving just gets old.

At first, since it’s summer and I have free time, I was taking only DART buses—two to be exact. That took over an hour, but still was only $2.40 per day for… Read More ➤

Hot, Scalding and Delicious Life

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Okay, so I love occasionally stopping by Einstein Bagels in Greenville before work. But why, oh, why can’t I make it into the library without spilling my delicious hazelnut vanilla coffee all over myself? Perhaps this is a metaphor for life. We can enjoy life, have nice things, or do things we quite enjoy—but very often we’ll spill it all over ourselves and everything around us. In other words, life is messy.

In the last few months, God knows some silly and crazy shit has come my way, and those who know me know most of it so I won’t elaborate. The latest, though, is in retrospect quite… Read More ➤