Beggin' Strips

Doesn't this just totally look like plastic toy bacon?

WELL IT'S NOT. I have avoided this stuff for years, and I finally decided to try it. Let it be known that all three of my meals today have been soy-bacon'd, including the last, which was two strips of this stuff and a bunch of spinach and cookies.
More like soy BEACON OF LIGHT AND GOODNESS, am I right?

Lance-a-lot

The foregone fate of the recent English grad has come to pass: today, I signed my first freelance contract.

Season of Giving!

This holiday season, I have decided to donate my savings to those who need it most, to the worthiest charity of all: Educational Testing Services! All I ask for in return is the simple electronic transmission of my GRE scores to the appropriate parties. I love you, ETS. Merry Christmas. I hope you enjoy ALL OF MY MONEY.

Without Fail

Doing Shakespeare always leaves me covered in cuts, bruises, and/or broken bones.
Additional findings: it is impossible to capture bruised hip bones, bruised knees, bruised elbows, and modesty all in one picture.

THAT SAID, the scene I am working on right now from The Tempest is incredibly fun. Good to have some simplicity and levity amidst end-of-semester chaos.

Too Late and Just In Time

My two most intense reactions my most recent birthday:

1. "Oh my gosh, I'm too old to apply for the Rhodes"
2. "Oh my gosh, I'd better start wearing lots of gold lamé"