What would the world be, once bereft of wet and wildness?
Let them be left, O let them be left, wildness and wet;
Long live the weeds and the wilderness yet.
-- Gerard Manley Hopkins
Friday, January 23, 2004
swamped
Just writing to say that I haven't been writing much at all lately, which should be obvious if you've stopped by in, say, the last 6 months or so. I'm really busy this semester, especially since I didn't do as well as I wanted to last semester. I think I did well enough to get a job somewhere this summer, but this semester I am taking no prisoners. Things are well here otherwise, except for the bitter, bitter cold wind that greets me every morning as I mount my frozen bicycle. You know, the one so cold that neither the brakes or gears work at all. If you were on the verge of rushing up here for a surprise visit, you may want to wait for it to warm up a bit..