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Saturday, July 17, 2010

When You Give an English Major a Boat....

Hello again!  I have been on vacation this week (2 days physically, 5 days mentally).  It was very nice to not think about what I have to pack, how much I am going to miss my life here, how I am going to scheme my way into a reputable New England Master's program, or other such problems.  Ugh, if only life could be a vacation at the beach all the time.... but then I would probably sitting in some hammock, complaining on my blog called something corny and unoriginal (because who has the energy to be original on vacay?) like "Life's a Beach" about how I am so bored and just want to spend a week in the thick of it and all.

Anyways, maybe it is because I am not on vacation anymore, maybe it is because my ex-boyfriend, who broke up with ME, has decided to start playing mind games with me by leaving me messages and then not answering his phone when I return the call ( and yes I know what the obvious solution is, I'm working on it people), but for some reason, I have lost my sparkle today.  So I'm not really in the writing mood, but ya gotta start again somehow.
In conclusion to this weird post, here is a picture of a boat down in Charleston.  This person HAS to be an English professor: literary and pushed to drinking:

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