the looking glass

I am an avid fan of words, though it has been A While since I have done anything with them.

And since I am a great collector of notebooks – from the sweet, colorful covers to the auestere and the leatherbound – I might as well have a collection of web-based mediums.

I aspire to be an Creative Director Copywriter in the hopefully not-so-distant future. My five-year-plan includes a Canon Rebel T1i, a Yorkie named Mowgli, quills and parchment, and (something I am sincerely looking forward to) more schooling.

Harry shrugged, Hermione, however, answered: Harry thought that answering questions correctly was such a deeply ingrained habit she could not suppress the urge.

Because (and now I speak from experience), once you graduate, there is little you want more than to sit in stuffy (or drafty) lecture halls with one to two hundred of your peers whilst you alternate your attention between your laptop (facebookgmailbuddylistnytimeswordpressomgeverythingis40%off!) and your professor (“An extra ten points to Gryffindor for sheer cheek!”) as you try to remember what Inuit eskimos have to do with economics of ocean resources has to do with linear algebra has to do with poverty across nations (absolutely nothing).

And just because this never fails to make me laugh:

From now on, I don’t care if my tea leaves spell, ‘Die, Ron, die,’ I’m chucking them in the bin where they belong.

Clever words never fail to delight me.


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