“Because our pain makes us real, Dawson”

I fell in love with Dawson’s Creek in the summer of 2003, my first summer home from St. Thomas. If the first summer after college is indeed a universally frustrating experience, then I would guess that mine was worse than most in a number of ways. I won’t invoke past hells, but it’s just now [...]

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Random Memory

My life has never truly admitted the luxury of complacency; at 23 years old, I’ve changed dwellings more times than my age, and I’ve never spent a day over five years in any one city. Nevertheless, wherever my situation has taken me, I’ve usually found a few kindred spirits with which to ride out the journey.
This particular tale takes place during a brief [...]

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Paradoxes

In the third year of my undergraduate degree, I took a first year course called Intro to Math Reasoning. It was a wonderful course taught by Don Robinson and if you are lucky enough to still be at STU, I highly reccommend that you take it even if you are one of those crazy people [...]

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I should have gone to art school

Earlier this week I got rejected from a job because I was “too smart.” I’m going to take an epic pause at that before I continue.
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So. Any further educational endeavors are currently on hold for reasons of sanity; I am tired of stalls. I want my life to start; the sooner to discover what that [...]

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Academia and “The Place of the Lion”

I’ve been meaning to post about the summer term and some of the issues it’s provoked in regards to academia and what my place is in it (if indeed I have one) but I just got a huge shipment of books in, so that hasn’t happened yet.
The short version is that I am coming to [...]

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