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On the way home from the never-ending visit to “Grandma’s,” my sister and I invited yet another literary game to keep her from falling asleep behind the wheel. The entire tradition of “literary games” originated one late night when we were coming back from a school trip, and we both desperately needed to stay awake, and to keep ourselves from killing the overexcited high school students who were singing off-key (not to mention the fact that we’re both English majors). This one, I am proud to… Continue

Ah–home sweet home. I believe there is no greater way to appreciate your own house than to go and pay an extended visit to your relatives. Don’t get me wrong; I’m fond of my family (my mother’s side, at least), but imagine yourself in my shoes:



You have spent eight solid days in their home and felt yourself increasingly under obligation, and thoughts of homicide have begun dancing in your head. And then you have the privilege of being witness to a classic mother/daughter spat, and… Continue

Time is passing me by; the clock is ticking; the sands are passing through the hour glass. Whichever way you slant it, the fact remains that I am going to be a college junior this fall. A college junior. I have attended my university for two years, years that have passed me by entirely too quickly, and which I would love to have back again. Some might be surprised and exclaim, “What! Go back and re-live your underclassmen years, with the boring liberal arts classes, and the semi-frightening… Continue