Uncreated Conscience

Once more med school prom has come and gone I have the photographic evidence in my nail-polish stained fingers. There needs to be more (semi)formal events in my life so I can indulge my inner princess by wearing pretty, pretty dresses and makeup. My mother once accused me of living in a made-up world of [...]

As I told my boss the other day, I am “somewhat of an organisation Nazi.” A rather unfortunate choice of words, perhaps, but nonetheless very true. Today was spent in a flurry of sorting and labelling my papers, filing them away in these pretty folders I got at Staples. Perhaps I ought to have printed [...]

I awoke this morning to find the world leached of all colour and blanketed in white. I absolutely love the snow (even if I hate winter). It may be a white Christmas in the city for the first time in years (I’m being optimistic here) and I’m glad I got to see it before I [...]

I have no idea why “I’m Sorry, Ms. Jackson” is stuck in my head as it’s not even one of the songs I’ve rediscovered on my external harddrive. This past weekend, instead of doing anything remotely productive, I spent an ungodly amount of time linking songs on my iTunes to songs on my external harddrive [...]

I have achieved moderate success on revising the first act and with any luck, should have it wrapped up this weekend. I need to set active goals for myself once more; it seemed to motivate me extraordinarily well throughout the writing of the first draft. So, by the end of Thanksgiving weekend I shall have [...]