Mental yoga. I guess that's what it is.... It's a good illustration of the challenges I've faced here and how I've handled them for three years (the constant pull to breakdown and the self-prescribed disciplinary therapy, no matter how lame).
Government-sanctioned discrimination against underrepresented, abused social groups? Moral conservation of traditional domestic roles and privileges as established by natural law? A code name for my little sister, Sarah Jane Rathbun, seventh-born in my family of nine? I think I'll stick with option #3.
It's Friday, and that can only mean one thing: time to do ANYTHING but homework. For those of you stuck on campus and without any great distractions immediately at hand, here are a bunch of links great for killing time.
How many of us here at school take pills to help cope with stress or depression, and how often do we consider the imminence of our own mortality? If nothing else, the reminder that even our idols can die is frightening.
The blog has returned, as you can see. . .this blog is a cousin of the last, and will be dropping the surname as well. No longer the "Blog of Agglutination," I shall call it… something else. Er, if you have good name suggestions, please pass them on. But considering that I'll now be blogging about anything and everything-not just faculty and student interactions-I didn't think it right to entertain a misnomer.