The Snail Shell

Wednesday, November 30, 2005

"Pirates"

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This whole event makes me happy. In case you're unaware, (i.e. not from CMU), each week CMU shows movies, usually Wednesday-Sunday, for ...
Tuesday, November 29, 2005

My mind, in a pie chart:

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No actual pie chart. Sorry. You can envision one in your mind though. A little wedge of it goes to world events. The whole gay priests thi...
Saturday, November 26, 2005

Suburbs again!

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What is it about the suburbs?! What's wrong with them? Why do I have such a weird beef with them?* See, don't be so hard on the su...
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Wednesday, November 23, 2005

Why I should have brought a gavel to school first semester, and it would have been funny, but now it would not be funny anymore.

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Is it just me, or has the "judging" thing gone so far as to lose its meaning entirely? I mean, this started last year with Kaitli...
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Tuesday, November 22, 2005

Rock over Pittsburgh! Rock on, Cleveland!

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Thanksgiving Break: a welcome respite.
Thursday, November 17, 2005

Too much work? That's a terrible excuse!

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Yeah, it is. What am I doing? Each week that's "the same old thing" is one less good week. Next semester it'll all be d...
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Sunday, November 13, 2005

Good grief!

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I see the world going totally out of control in the next couple days. Like everything looked sunny in August, and then clouds have rolled i...
Friday, November 11, 2005

Tonight I made a wager

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on the goodness of one "John White." John White, panhandler Grew up in Wilmington, Delaware, near the racetrack where he used to w...
Monday, November 07, 2005

One of the following things happened tonight:

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I turned the corner of Forbes and Craig. The Starbucks has a sharp corner, I didn't see this guy until I almost ran into him. He was a...
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Saturday, November 05, 2005

This post is probably not unique

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This is where I get out a cardboard box, stand on it, speak in a slightly affected tone of voice, and try not to seem impossibly pretentious...
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Wednesday, November 02, 2005

File this one in the "what if..." folder of trite speculations

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What if you could take the most intense minutes of your life and make them into a day? I'm saying that each minute in your life has a c...
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Tuesday, November 01, 2005

Life is so bewildering. Parties doubly so.

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I'd post a lot more, but I already talked it all out with Tim. Also it'd be repetitive, a lot of it. Let's just say it got to a...
Friday, October 28, 2005

Your Louis Armstrong post for the day

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So Julie and I were walking down Craig street, and there was this little yappy dog, like a Bichon Frise or something, in this big white car....
Wednesday, October 26, 2005

Prose and Khans

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-This week is a little bit invigorating because everything's a little bit of a challenge- to stay above water in all my classes and stil...
Saturday, October 22, 2005

Suburbs?!

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I went to the Suburbs (Cranberry and Seven Fields, to be specific) last night, with Connor, Joe, Ashley, and Joe's and Connor's pare...
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Tuesday, October 18, 2005

Why only "most things"?

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Well, my bike is missing. I think I left it outside Webster (locked to a telephone pole) Saturday... now it's gone. This sucks- I mean,...
Monday, October 17, 2005

Hooray most things!

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Things are pretty good. Today was just a pretty great day. Easy class (although Mr. Datta is a bit grating sometimes), radio show in which...
Saturday, October 15, 2005

Gaaaarrghh@!

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It is so beautiful outside, I have a blast of energy, and I have to sit inside and code to finish this assignment by tonight! Kick me in th...
Thursday, October 13, 2005

Post Raisin Bran is a healthy way to start your day

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Did I use that title before? ... whatever. Right now I've been feeling really tired. It doesn't make sense, my last few days of s...
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Saturday, October 08, 2005

Whoop, cancel that last post

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Because I threw the burrito party again, and EVERYONE came! Wheee! It was a lot of fun, and still very tasty, if I do say so myself. Of t...
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