A Prescription For Failure
I feel sick.
This is not happening. I am worried and scared. My best friend needs my help, yet I am unable to help her.
“But there is nothing you can do about it, Eric. It is not your fault; so why worry about it?”
Do you honestly think that I am doing nothing wrong? Even this very [...]
St. Joseph’s Chapel (or: Reason vs. Doctrine: A Schizophrenic Debate)
What a beautiful chapel we have on campus. The marble floors and the vaulted ceilings are nothing when put up against European standards, but the flamboyant tresses and angelic figures make up an impressive facade next to the other buildings in olde towne Mobile, Alabama, much as Hamlet shines next to the crap of modern writers, despite [...]
Hurricane Ivan
“It is as though we’re fleeing Saigon circa 1975.” –Matt (aka The Blessed Lunatic)
Such was said as we pulled out of the driveway of Spring Hill College to our salvation from the upcoming flood: Matt’s house. To tell the truth, at the time it did not seem to be that big a deal. I’ve experienced [...]
Rearranging Ketchup Bottles
He still works there.
Every day I see him, rearranging the ketchup bottles. Except on weekends. He has weekends off.
I wonder if he ever notices me watching him. Today, he wore black jeans. His face reminds me of how old these college grounds are. There is a building on campus that was built before the civil [...]
Wasted Time
The following entry was written in the very early morning of January 8, 2003, while I was taking a break from moving into my new dormitory.
Well, here I am. How do I feel about this new change? At first, when I started college, I held on to my apartment, since it was the last remnant [...]
