Linda Scribbles

Chugging along, like the little train that could

Tag: Art

  • Vegetables aside (fruits, whatever)

    Once again, it’s been a while.  The world is happening and it’s all the awful things they swore to us as children would never, ever, not in a million years happen (again/ more than already).  I won’t list them.  There are too many and it hurts.  Things I’m trying to remember: I don’t need to

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  • In which my brain is a jerk. It happens.

    I’ve been neglecting the blog again. (Are all my blog posts going to start like this from now on?) I’ve been neglecting writing in general. I’ve been neglecting everything, maybe. Being sick (nothing serious, probably just a bug), especially when you’re not sure what did it, apparently makes me disgustingly introspective. James brought me chicken

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  • Homework-Isolation is hard

    I’ve locked myself in homework-isolation to work on my last projects for the last two communication classes I will ever take as an undergraduate.  (Mostly isolation, anyway, and with debatable success, as you can see.)  I’m freaking out a little both with happiness and what-if’s-of-doom and working fairly frantically, trying desperately not to get ahead

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