February 13, 2006 Monday How do you think of time? It is linear? There’s always been one way I’ve thought of time, in terms of years, and I’d like to know how normal it is (I hope not very). First, it is dark. Not for dramatic effect, just because I don’t know what non-time…
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The Future and the Past Together
November 11, 1999 Thursday Being a junior, it has become increasingly obvious that college will not last forever. I spoke to my advisor today and she set up a preliminary timetable for graduation. I met with her last Thursday as well, and we spoke about my major, English. It seems that I won’t reach the…
All Because of Algernon
October 18, 1999 Monday On Sunday, October 10th, we were visited on Calhoun by a few hundred bats. At first, in the afternoon, I thought they were just birds–lots of noisy, screeching birds going crazy in our trees in the backyard. Until night came. We first found out they were bats when Camille told us…
The Unforgettable Fire
June 26, 2006 Monday I had to laugh this morning at my small UPS shrine that has arrived. I really just thought it would be a little package, once a month perhaps, for a small reminder of home. You’ve been sending things off though, as far as I can tell, nearly once a week. It…
Another Light Taken to Streaming
January 25, 2005 Monday This weekend did not turn out how I thought it would, or hoped. After leaving a message for Sarah to get when she came off duty on Saturday morning I did not receive a call back. Not a big deal, I suppose, just another light taken again to streaming. The rest…
The Mystery Deepens
January 15, 2005 Friday The mystery deepens, slightly. Chief Myers asked me this morning, without an explanation to accompany it, how far I have gotten in ITASS, which is the ASW class in San Diego that prospective sonar techs take. I told him I had gotten halfway through. Later on I ran across Master…
When the Lights Go Out
written April 27, 2012, with another stab at bits on June 7, 2016, because the best, hardest writing practice is striking true upon the utterly nebulous. I had another in a series of first dates with Kavali tonight. I say “first” because strangely each has seemed nearly as formal and cautious as…
Much Ado About a Chromosome
written May 18, 2005, revised and expanded June 6, 2016 Sometimes I get in writing kicks, and although this effort might end up being a punt, I will follow its path to whatever end. And what better subject to write blindly of than the human heart. * * *…
No One Will Believe You 