Long. Long because he wouldn’t let me cut it. Long to my butt. Long catching on anything and everything. Long giving me headaches. Short. Not too short. Short because he can’t control me anymore. Short because it’s what you do when you move away from home to college. Short because I took the scissors to […]
Archive | December, 2011
We don’t need no stinkin’ badges…
December 2, 2011
…except when they’re so darn cool. Right-o. I present the Twitter Literature 2011 badge. Now all I have to do is figure out how to get this into my sidebar. I can assemble IKEA furniture while blindfolded with one arm tied behind my back, so I should be able to handle this. My ambition to […]
I’m an idiot
December 2, 2011
I’ve realized that even though it’s no longer NaBloPoMo, I’ve effectively committed myself to writing every day (at least for two weeks) in the service of Twitter Literature 2011. Every day, I’m compiling the #TLit2011 tweets, from our fantastic writers, and editing them into a coherent narrative displayed on the Twitter Literature 2011 – The […]
Floored, in a good way
December 1, 2011
I started blogging again a little over a month ago now. I happened to fall into wonderful bloggy and twitter friendships immediately. For me, this is a land-speed-record for friendship. See, I don’t actually *like* people. I know, I know, that’s hard for you to believe. But that’s because you only know me online. In […]







December 2, 2011
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