Caveat: 1993

I did some
graduate-level coursework in Spanish Literature and Literary and
Cultural Criticism (Lit-Crit) at the University of Minnesota – tuition was
cheap because I'm an alum. I also studied the Dakota Language (Native American
Great Plains). I worked in a bookstore. I had a bicycle accident in which I shattered my 2nd metatarsil into 23 pieces. Two surgeries and six weeks on crutches later, at some point, an initially platonic relationship with Michelle became 'dating.' Michelle and I took several camping trips to Michigan's Upper Peninsula, which is why the UP is symbolically important to me.

[This entry is part of a timeline
I am making using this blog. I am writing a single entry for each year
of my life, which when viewed together in order will provide a sort of
timeline. This entry wasn't written in 1993 – it was written in the