Star Slight
I’ve been working my ass off. Between taking people’s shifts as they’re thrown at me and trying to get scheduled as much as possible, I’m at that place more ...
DeAndre Harris
DeAndre Harris is a photographer and technology enthusiast based in Cape Town. DEANDRE.WTF is their personal website — a space for sharing ideas, stories, and inspiration.
Senate Debates Gay Marriage
Supporters of the [Federal Marriage] amendment say Congress is the right place to set cultural standards, and that traditional marriages are the foundatio...
Photography Is Not A Crime
The other day a woman came into the shop. She asked if she could photograph, and shared with us a brief anecdote about how ours was the first Ben & Jerry...
Livin' La Vida Vegan: Day 1
For no good reason (I’ll go into it at a later time) I’m giving a shot at veganism. Let me just begin by saying that there is nothing to eat in my house, at...
I'm Not Dead
Just a little burned out. Even with school ending I’m still incredibly busy with work. (That, my friends, is the result of asking for more hours.) But, I nee...
Letter To A John
To the boy from the Galleria, who was rocking the largest bronzed eagle I’ve ever seen near a crotch, who is one of the few people to pull off camo...
This Is Our Emergency
I happened upon segments of Hood 2 Hood, the so-called “blockumentary” that for some time now I’ve wanted to see. Is it natural to be angry and stupified all...
Flu & Right To Intolerance
According to Jenn and her mother who’s a nurse, I have the flu. It makes sense, because I have never experienced extreme chills or crippling bodyaches before...
Cocoa Royale
Just a seriously quick update from me. It seems as if school might as well be over. I rarely go to class, if I have any to go to, and more often than not I ...
Television Rules the Nation
Bruce opened class (a good half hour late, I want to say) with some insight that I will share. He said, and I paraphrase, that sure, we may want to blow off ...
Down On My Head
With Spring break coming to a close, I think now would be an appropriate moment for reflection. I had been looking forward to this past Monday forever, if n...
Sleep Deprivation: The Great American Myth
I was always hesitant to take even sleeping pills because I figured one day, someone’s gonna make some new ground-breaking discovery that they cause cancer o...
202
How typical: America just can’t butt out. Fucking Capitalists.
Passive Aggressive
The past couple of weeks, summarized: Insomnia. I’m fucked up. Somehow my circadian rhythm has been thrown off. I would get home, sleep, wake up a couple...
Rules of Engagement
We found ourselves in the park. It was there where I poured out the emotions that I’ve kept bottled up for the entire week before. He was completely understa...
Voodoo Jazz
Standing at the urinal, positioned to relieve myself, Dale asked me how my day has been. Sure, I gave him the standard “Pretty good.” But I reflected on it f...
Vacant Lots and the Sounds of Early Morning
Yesterday I woke up making out with notes that detailed the digestive system, lights on and everything. That was some good sleep. A glance at the clock put t...
When the Levee Breaks
Sunday started off so innocently. Got up around 9, called Jewell to make plans, and met up with her at her house around 2. We both walked to the bus stop, pr...
Leaving the City
This afternoon my train will depart at 3:30pm, leaving for Jefferson City. Not quite my midnight train to Georgia, but it’s getting there. This week, recapit...
Confessional
I was pulled out of Lottie Dottie to speak with the social worker. A part of me was reluctant, annoyed, yet another was thrilled—for the longest I’ve been wa...
Teh Blue Blob
I’ve been out since 9 this morning. Had a queer youth summit to attend at Wash U. Very interesting. Great people. Get a bunch of fags and dykes together and ...
Anorexia Nervosa
Oh, the lessons I learn. I fainted today during my Group IV presentation. I remember everything: I remember feeling something, just bad. I felt weak, nauseat...
Gotta Piss Like A Muthafucka
A night of close calls: Nearly got my foot caught in the door of a bus. The bus was this close to getting into an accident. Got called a fluff, “gay ...
The Rain Cried For Me
Earlier in the day, a certain something was revealed to me that resulted in me getting sulky. After work, sitting under drizzle and rolling thunder, I told h...
Takk
Today has given me many firsts. Except for bits and pieces, it wasn’t as amazing as I convinced myself it would be. If you feel so inclined, enjoy snapshots.
Today Was So Wonderful
And believe it or not, that’s not sarcasm. I really did enjoy it. I am so estatic and excited about everything. Tonight at work even, I didn’t (silently) tel...
Here For Now
Despite the many invitations from my sister to live with her in Jeff. City, I’ve decided to stay put. Much credit goes to Allison, for this: Allison: i d...
Crotch In The Spotlight
Last night, I probably attended one of the best concerts in quite sometime. As many have been made aware, I was (very) apprehensive about going at first. By ...
Now What?
I have another t-shirt in the works… There’s a story behind it. Care to listen? This one chick ALWAYS comes into Ben & Jerry’s, occasionally accompanie...
Take Me To The Clouds Above
I have another canker sore. The interesting thing is I only get them when under the pressure of school. This one sprouted up out of nowhere, seeing as it is ...
Control Freak
I’ve been thinking about a lot, but have little to say. Actually, it’s more that I’m not quite sure how to put it into words, or where to begin. After all, i...
Will you light my candle?
Oh, the excitement! As of this moment, there are 194,420 minutes until RENT is due out in theaters this fall. Shooting is complete and the trailer looks amaz...
The Corner of 14th & 7th
The craziest weekend. Spent so much money, it’s ridiculous; tried to justify myself by saying what’s the point of having it and not spending it? Fuck that. P...
Yundah
Don’t you hate when you feel as if you’ve been daydreaming forever, but after turning around and glancing at the clock, only a minute has passed by? I like t...
Ma Coochie Bleedin!
This week has provided me with many first time experiences. Well, I can’t think of any from the beginning of the week, so I’ll go with today. I’ve never actu...
XSAO
So our beloved Launch fell victim to the evil Websense. Fret not, for there’s now XSAO.
Ch-ch-changing
There is a vile little six-letter word that seems to ignite animosity in our minds. Although it is not obscene, one might think otherwise based on people’s r...
On 'Off The Record'
If traditional journalists are the information sentinels, then bloggers are the militant rebel force. Post-Dispatch contributor Kathleen Parker insists that ...
Chechen leader Aslan Maskhadov has reportedly been killed
Chechen leader Aslan Maskhadov has reportedly been killed. A word to the wise: don’t believe it until you get the body, and confirm it for yourself. This sou...
Fight The Good Fight
Love, and I use the term loosely, is a bitch and it seems to be a recurring theme in my life. Quite frankly, I’m through with it. It does me no good–a bunch ...
Guilty Conscience
I am unstable. On the exterior, I may portary a reasonably sane individual–but it’s merely an appearance, as things aren’t always what they seem. Beneath the...
Interviewing With The NSA
“The polygraph examination was conducted in a small locked room.” It may sound like Hemingway, if he had applied to work for a U.S. intelligence agency....
La Mauvaise Sante
Chest pains, throat aches, tingly sensations (and not in the good way). Chills, fever, debilitating coughs—sickness is a bitch and I try to avoid it like the...
You Got Served?
I dance when no one’s looking. To entertain myself while doing dishes last night, I popped in the Dizzee mix that Jewelia made for me and honey, let me tell ...
Frost
For the first time since moving here, I’ve changed a light bulb. The bulbs in my room died out some time ago, and I’ve since used a halogen torchiere to repl...
The Reason
I was considering West Point until I read this: “Most are religious…The typical students at my school all wear the same clothes, have weapons in their rooms,...
No Bonus Points
I slaved away for HOURS this weekend. Never during my tenure at Metro or EVER have I studied that intensely. It was not even cramming, but studying just to d...
September 2, 1999
While looking out of the window in my mom’s office, I saw paperwork on her desk—paperwork she requested from the hospital about my grandma’s death. Curiosity...
Sex Machine
As a general rule of thumb, I do not like to be yelled at. On the flip side, I love pretty boys in black meshed shirts. How about that body rockin’? Last nig...
Maybe It Was A Dream
I woke up late this morning, around 7, my mom yelling at me because of the time. Last night, I had trouble getting to sleep. I lied lay there, but sleep woul...
American Life
It’s official. There will be no strike. I suppose that’s good—although no one got exactly what they wanted, everyone got something. Except me. I need some d...
There Goes My Fun
Damnit, school tomorrow. I was enjoying the (5-day, mind you) weekend. Not only was it enjoyable, it was also productive. For one, I submitted an IB Art res...
Fat Lying Film Makers
On the evening of the 2004 Election, I found the most random sign outside of the Walgreen’s near Metro. It took me awhile to decipher what it said, or atleas...
On Language
The concept of language perplexes me. How is language learned? As a language student, the answer might be obvious: through commercially-produced visual and a...
Untitled #2
This is a recollection of a dream I had many weeks—maybe a month or so—back. I was at Metro, hanging out in my usual spot—on the table—when a bunch of peopl...
51 in erm, 501
I thought Karsh’s 101 in 1001 was a good idea, so I decided to do something similar. I have never made a resolution — at least that I remember — but I figure...
So, Let It Go
I saw what I percieved to be a gay pride flag while riding Marcus the other morning. This reminded me of a couple weeks back when I saw what I percieved to b...
I've Got Extra Love
If only Metro had a Zanna…
Between Boners and Boxers
I have been experiencing bad moods lately, on and off. Depression it seems. I have also been torn. On one hand, I love Metro–I adore it dearly. But on the ot...
A Quickie from Yours Truly
One thing that I really hate about the Internet is the miscommunication, the impression of insincerity that one might get, though your intent is opposite. I...
Don't Ask, Don't Tell
It was only 11 pages this time, the Biology test, as it were. I failed it; I am quite sure of that. My adventures within NGA were quite the interesting. Tha...
Call Me Agent X
Nature’s song is a beautiful one. I laid in bed this morning listening, watching, almost feeling. I could almost feel the breeze. I felt rather well-rested, ...
Untitled #1
I hate floppy disks, and their accompanying drives. I have not written down any good quotes this week, though I have heard plenty. Believe that. Fliss expl...
I'm a Mad Angry Bitch
I have not heard Anh speak in awhile; I almost forgot what he sounds like. Metro is the epitome of fucking hilariousness. Rehearsing/choreographing a dance ...
Focus
According to Alex, the only things people write about in their journals are their crushes. After giving this some consideration, I thought “Pssh. Hell yeah!”...
Confessions #1
I made a terrible mistake. Rather than using the “study tips” I have learned over the summer, I generally ignored them. I did not reread my notes within 24 h...
A book is your joint
And so said Kyle. And yes, joint as in weed. Everyone had a grimace of gloom as they turned in their exams; it was almost as if they were looking down on a ...
You ran over my meat!
The whole concept of (Great) Britain, the United Kingdom, and the Commonwealth perplex me. For the longest, I have stated that I hate Britain. Perhaps this i...
We can't just tell people to bend over
And so said Yale. We watched the first scene of one of the Monty Python movies in History of the Americas, which I thought was really great. I did not recog...
Alexander
His movements are precise, almost planned. And he is so not slow. He thinks (deeply). When he speaks, I am too eager to listen for I really want to hear what...
Rant #1
I promised a rant against Tobias, but I figure that once we actually get into doing our own thing, I will be just fine. But my beef is now with History of th...
I don't trust, but I'm learning to
I have gained a new respect for several people—Kyle, Yale, and Marjorie among them. My somewhat baseless first impression of Yale now gone, he is really an o...
Grab yo' shit and RUN!
TOK, I feel, was pretty great. Aside from the usual discussion, a couple of Metro grads-Kate and Amanda (maybe Amantha?)-were apparantly visiting and joined ...
.ca?
So apparantly there is a Canadian Internet. Like Canadia (spelling intentional) is really all that speshul (again, intentional). Who am I kidding? It totally...
A(nother) new beginning
Today. First day (of school). Me myself, I am starting over. And in many ways. Afterschool. I greeted a woman–a stranger–as I walked the street to meet Jew...
Granted
So Kevin got what he wanted, Kevin got what he longed for. I got my get away, and I am loving it. For those of you who might hate me now or whatever, listen...
Desire
After school, sitting in the window, I was gazing out and noticed Shawn begin his run. The thing that angers me most is that I began to run after him - I lit...
Teasin'
He is hot. It is a tease. There is this physical tension on my part that I find difficult to get over, maybe because there are lingering emotions… Maybe ‘ca...
Memento
Lack of access to a computer/the internet + the preference of typing entries rather than writing them for fear of their loss + a whole lotta shit happening t...
(m)ending
me in uMbra alone, desolate, dark that candle? extinguished it was once my guiding light, my source of hope. gone. j’ai copains alonE nonetheless maybe that’...
Untitled #5
I’ve seriously given up on reading that stuff. Whatever happens, it just happens. I’m very sure I’ll fail the Economon final because of this. But I really ju...