Pandora's box ...

Do you think The Beatles are offended Pandora thinks their style is similar to the cast of Glee?

Finals are over.

I'm really not sure what just happened.

Need some post-semester reflection? I do. Here are some of the highlights from the past year of Syntax and Syllables:

I got locked in a gym.

Adolescent memories were revisited; I even revisited fifth-grade.

I wrote a list of all the things I hoped for in a husband ... then I found him.

I applied for law school and then I got accepted.

I worked for a newspaper and then I didn't.

Sam is pretty much my hero.

Dave turns out to be a sleeptalker and his family officially accepts me as part of the clan.

The Internet saves me from take-out.

The liberty of silence ...

"Liberty of speech and of writing is secured by the Constitution, and incident thereto is the correlative liberty of silence, not less important nor less sacred." -- Wallace v. Railway Co.





















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*Happy Holidays!

On housekeeping ...

Two days ago I spent 45 minutes cleaning out my e-mail inbox. For the first time in months I don't have unopened messages and lots of junk mail greeting me when I log in. Today I'm spending an hour, but only an hour -- finals start on Wednesday, people! -- doing as much laundry, dishes, and general straightening as I could in 60 minutes. Part of me thinks it's just a way to justify procrastination. It's taking all the discipline I have to keep staring at my Contracts outline. Another part of me is conviniced I'll study better now some of the junk in my life is gone.

I had the same neurotic tendencies at work. Even when I was pushing right up against deadline, I'd often take the time out from writing to clear off my desk, go through papers, and wipe off all the gross grime and dust that would invariably settle around my computer. I think it helped me write more clearly, but I rarely tried it the other way, so maybe I was just putting things off unnecessarily. Does anyone else have a hard time concentrating when they feel like their desk, e-mail inbox, kitchen sink, or laundry basket is about to swallow them whole?