Vampire Vocab

I should be posting about how much I love my life. I do. But my nose is running and my throat is sore and my head aches and, despite an inordinate amount of sleep, I feel like I’m about to keel over. So yeah. Thanks for an awesome birthday celebration mommy, Denise, and Momal. I [...]

My Mommy called me a fire opal. My daddy took me to New Orleans. I cried for my mommy and I wrote all through math about NO for my daddy. I could write here for hours, let words fall into poetry, or stuff them into labored sentences to try and describe how I feel: recovering [...]

Today’s word was: Abulia (n) Loss of decision making ability And the sentence: The vampire, struck with abulia, couldn’t decide whether to bite the human or not.

I’m so happy! My English teacher is letting me do a word of the day for the class. Today’s word: Glossolalia (n) Incomprehensible speech uttered from a state of religious fervor or trance. And a sentence: The priest, scarred by the vampire attack, muttered glossolalia with wild eyes.

Today’s word: Hircine (adj) Resembling or smelling like a goat. Also: Lustful. Let’s assume, in the context of modern vampires, the latter will be the use. And the sentence! The hircine vampire, hungering for blood, approached his prey with measured steps and a wicked smile.

This is not the normal sort of book I review, I guess. Multiculturalism by Charles Taylor is a unique look on an age old problem of providing an environment compatible with various diverse cultures. I’m not sure thatI can explain it exactly, I just know I really enjoyed it and the philosophy it presented. It’s [...]

Inspired by Rebecca Kling’s Three Questions on Blogher, I’m writing this post. 1. What do you love? I love Piven. I love the feeling that I’m changing things with my words, that the clearly defined line between mind and body are blurring, and power emerges from the tearing out of that cocoon. I love that, [...]

Ok, so I didn’t do so poorly, driving yesterday in a cemetery, of all places. In fact, for my first half hour of driving ever, it may have been pretty good. I’m not sure because Daddy insists that he won’t give me anything to compare against. I.e. He won’t tell me how I did relative [...]

Denise’s iPhone 4s…So. Incredibly. COOL.

Memories. My daddy has given me so many memories, beautiful memories, and more every day. I remember nights of collecting lots of books and sitting down, eager to hear Daddy read me each one. I remember trips, lots of trips, Incredible trips, from the snow-capped Whistler mountain to the heat of Tanzania. I remember learning [...]