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I am discombobulated because I only have two more days of classes, four days of finals, two and one half days of packing and soaking in the midwestern countryside, and two days of sitting in a car before I am … Continued

I spent Saturday night as a refugee. I slept in a sleeping bag on a piece of cardboard in a parking lot between the lake, the expressway, Soldier Field and McCormick place. 26 people from Trinity were refugees that night … Continued

I had a good spring break. I got twenty-four hours more teacher aiding in. I now have only seven hours left to do this semester–and only seven weeks to do it in. I did not catch up on sleep and … Continued

A winsom-weathered weekend. We started by driving to Dominick’s and finding flowers to fit a friend with a ruptured appendix. Then we headed to the hospital to see and support our sleeping sister. Before supper I biked my mail to … Continued

Now I know where the movie Benny and Joon got the idea to make grilled cheese sandwiches with an iron. I quote Shakespeare’s Henry V, Act II, scene i: “I dare not fight, but I will wink and hold out … Continued

The second asian lady beetle of my winter at Trinity dropped in on my tonight. Although they had been on a lovely sabbatical, my survival instincts kicked right in and the ladybug was soon enveloped in duct tape.

I hope that it is a long long time before I ever have to shop at Target again. I can’t stand that store. Not only did it take me twice as long to find what I needed, I ended up … Continued

There are plenty of good reasons why I haven’t really cracked a book since Wednesday night: Amy came to visit and we were busy having delightful conversations and being friends. We attended chapel with Justin McRoberts and got to have … Continued