Posted in grad school on March 26, 2007 | 4 Comments »
and the gorilla is for sand racing.
Just a heads up…tomorrow is potentially a really rough day…
I have a meeting early, then another meeting after class at 11, during which I am possibly (quite likely) going to be told that I, once again, did not pass my exams. This is not the hard part (oh, [...]
Posted in Uncategorized on March 26, 2007 | No Comments »
There is really no way that I can live up to that last post, so I’m going to preface this by saying that I’m not even going to try. Sometimes things just rush out of me, and if I’m lucky, I can put the pen to paper and capture much or part of it, and [...]
Posted in Uncategorized on March 20, 2007 | 3 Comments »
warning: the following is very stream of consciousness, and while i think it is very “periodic,” that is, circles back to starting point, it may be hard to follow. sorry. don’t feel like you have to read it all.
It’s spring. You may ask how the wastelands of the north celebrate? Skin. Unadulterated [...]
Posted in Uncategorized on March 19, 2007 | 1 Comment »
sometimes, i think that i am not girly enough.
you know how in an emotional situation, guys tend to want to just find a solution? not to just sit with you and the emotions, but to find something to change the emotions? yeah. i do that sometimes. i just want to make stuff better, and sometimes [...]
Posted in Uncategorized on March 15, 2007 | No Comments »
so i’m posting somewhere new, again. but this one has all my past, tied right up into it. (okay, not all the ancient history, but close) and it has africa as a header, and good options….
but that’s not what i came to tell you. i came to regale you with stories of new shoes! i [...]
Posted in Uncategorized on March 6, 2007 | 6 Comments »
oh wait. so blogger informs me that my page has “been locked by Blogger’s spam-prevention robots” - um…what?! so i suppose i will write this but y’all won’t see it until some human over-rides these “spam-prevention robots” and informs the higher ups that i am, in fact, not a spam blog. (this makes me seem [...]
Nakiru is a Karamajong name meaning "rain." My real name was confusing, so to replace it, the old woman looked out from under the hut and observed the coming rain, and named me. "Nakiru." The irony was when they named my sister "Nakolong" - "sunshine."
