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One presentation down. (For the record, went mostly meh. Though I got some very good feedback that will be useful for finishing the paper.) Still a paper, plus finals and an art project.
Two official copies of my transcripts ordered for my grad school application. eta: and it tells me they're ready for pick-up. interesting...
Both profs contacted - have agreed to provide letters of rec.
Main UA grad application submitted. Will finish the SIRLS one in the next few days.
Finally - meme time! From both
dqbunny and
scribe_ari.
Put your MP3 player on shuffle, and write down the first line of the first twenty songs. Post the poem that results. The first line of the twenty-first is the title.
Driving home to be with you
When they poured across the border
And every time you crave for me I'm here
Down where your paint is cracking
When you're stoned, baby, I am drunk
And the hardest part
Weather `round here choppin` and changin`
Little girl running away from the world
I don't miss where I came from
Oh I could give a straight up goddamn
Black is a cast,
I get up in the morning
O the sisters of mercy they are not
No need to whine, boy,
High water risin' - risin' night and day
It's never easy and you never know
This is the moment that you know
Fat Charlie the Archangel
Yes baby I been drinkin'
And by the way
Two official copies of my transcripts ordered for my grad school application. eta: and it tells me they're ready for pick-up. interesting...
Both profs contacted - have agreed to provide letters of rec.
Main UA grad application submitted. Will finish the SIRLS one in the next few days.
Finally - meme time! From both
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Put your MP3 player on shuffle, and write down the first line of the first twenty songs. Post the poem that results. The first line of the twenty-first is the title.
Driving home to be with you
When they poured across the border
And every time you crave for me I'm here
Down where your paint is cracking
When you're stoned, baby, I am drunk
And the hardest part
Weather `round here choppin` and changin`
Little girl running away from the world
I don't miss where I came from
Oh I could give a straight up goddamn
Black is a cast,
I get up in the morning
O the sisters of mercy they are not
No need to whine, boy,
High water risin' - risin' night and day
It's never easy and you never know
This is the moment that you know
Fat Charlie the Archangel
Yes baby I been drinkin'
And by the way