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a large, fruit-eating bat.

Click the 'about me' above to find out more about me. I basically blog about my chronic illness, adventures in grad school, and the Mountain Goats. Feel free to ask me questions.

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Sep 18 '14

neopets id down :09(

Sep 18 '14

m drnk but i kove you all pled bkepp bein g the best humab u s be

Sep 17 '14

MADE A LIST. Old advisor responded to my email with answers to the editor’s scary comments about sampling design that TOTALLY MAKE SENSE, I feel ok about it now. I hope we don’t have a pop quiz in silviculture tomorrow bc I literally haven’t done the readings since the book triggered me the first week of class???? lol but once classes are done tomorrow (at 11:20am) I WILL DO ANALYSIS. Then be rewarded with gay bowling & stiff alcohols in the evening. I can do this.

Sep 17 '14

I am very glad I had therapy today because she told me that I should only try to do to the analysis for ONE species redone on my manuscript tonight instead of it all. That is such a manageable goal. Why can’t I set these goals for myself!?

Sep 17 '14

the day is like already half-over and i’m exhausted & i don’t know how i’m supposed to accomplish anything. why is this happening. why can’t i get this done.

Sep 17 '14

I’m eating breakfast at the union at school—it’s 8:00 AM and no one is around. It’s quiet and I have a coffee and a breakfast sandwich and my laptop. I feel as if my brain worked all night through my sleep, trying to articulate exactly how I feel about Wolf in White Van.

under a cut due to spoilers ~

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Sep 16 '14

I finished JD’s book lol I’m awesome but also the Worst at the same time, please whatever deity that exists make me do actual work tomorrow!!!

Sep 16 '14

I hurt so much that I would trade anything for relief, do anything, hurt anyone. I remember the day I tried to make a deal with the devil: how stupid I felt, how I cried to know there was no Satan to help me, how there was only the medication they’d give me when I couldn’t pretend I didn’t need it anymore. Which I tried to do all the time; I hated how much I needed all the help they gave me, hated needing to call the nurse, hated feeling like my greatest success would be in making childhood my permanent condition.

— John Darnielle, Wolf in White Van, pg. 100

I’m almost halfway through this novel already but this stuck out for me in such a profound way I had to post it.

Sep 16 '14
The Starbucks dude took both our orders and names and somehow thought “Laura” was “Hawkins”?!?!

The Starbucks dude took both our orders and names and somehow thought “Laura” was “Hawkins”?!?!

Sep 16 '14
Yaaaaaay

Yaaaaaay