Happy Easter

Not only is this the Easter weekend, but it's the weekend before my final week of undergraduate classes at Western. Amen to that. This has probably been the lightest semester end of my entire university career because, for once, almost all of my major assignments were due in a three day period of my second last week. Busting out a film analysis and a short story this weekend was a minor task.

For various reasons and much to the dismay of the folks back home, I am not spending the long weekend with my family. Easter is the only holiday that I don't go home for because it usually falls at an inopportune time of academic hell. Most of the weekend has been spent doing laundry, finishing up school work, and watching movies. But do not fear, dear blog readers, I am not alone and I will be participating in the festivities! Considering roomie Jess and I have no religious affiliations and are both family-less for the holiday, we're celebrating the only way we know how: with nerdy activities and junk food. So tonight we shall dine on Wendy's and watch Raiders of the Lost Ark! And in response to your question, no, there never was a time when Harrison Ford wasn't handsome--that's what makes him Harrison Ford.

Happy Easter!

One Summer Dessert

I am an ice-cream cone

Wafer plains and ridges promising a reward

A curved and tapered vessel

To hold sugary, crystalline cool innards

To be perfectly cradled in your fleshy palm

And your rough fingers callused by steel work

Thankfully cupping my sweetly rough exterior

A clutch too eager causes cracks in my ridges

Holes in my paper thin plains

An approach too timid lets my innards melt

Become soupy and exposed

And my fragile but solid shell

My contained existence

Implodes in your helpless hand

Written for Fundamentals of Creative Writing

(poem had to begin "I am a")