One day I really will start making consistent posts

When I think I hate Missouri because it's so big and so backwards, I look out the window and see the flowers on the tree, big but weightless, watercolor. It smells so nice this time of year and the grass is so soft. Silly, silly people will insist on wearing shoes, or on my wearing shoes inside the cafeteria. The sky is big bright blue, but that's okay, because it's nicely enclosed by a border of trees.

Re-reading V for Vendetta in my comic book class. This is an interesting experience--I'd forgotten how much better the book was than the movie. More on this after today's class discussion--I'm interested to see it talked about in an academic setting.

And tomorrow night is the Ani DiFranco concert at the Pageant that I will be attending with my roommate and about 50 of her friends from the Vagina Monologues cast. This is why I've been waiting for college since I was eight. That, and all the lectures and Shakespeare plays...

And for the record, about half the things on my previous posts aren't true any more. It seems like there's something important in that fact...

Never mind.

Yours &c,
E. A. Weatherfield