The Wormlips Scrapbook

Yesterday I had a lovely day getting my hair dyed and cut, and eating lunch with the few people who remained on campus, and meeting for an hour-plus with Bev, one of my professors who was incredibly helpful to my confused self, and going home and doing homework. And then Dena came by and we [...]

Last night I went to our MAT Thanksgiving celebration that Sarah and Christine grandly staged. Moloko (from South Africa) was talking to Logan (militantly from Putney, VT, who’s doing his internship in SA). Moloko to Logan: You’re so handsome. You’re going to come home with a South African wife. Me: But he’s so white. Logan: [...]

In a classroom today I noticed an out-of-kilter folding table that needed its legs back at right angles. I gave them a few efficient, hard kicks. Tatiana (from Russia), standing behind me, said, “I can always tell a woman who lives alone.” Coyotes woke me up this morning just before dawn with their shrill yelps. [...]