I can't find my coat and I can't find my umbrella. I'm running out the door.  Where are they?  Is it even supposed to rain? Am I creating a hypothetical thunderstorm in my head? I should check the weather channel. No. There's no rain. Partly cloudy. Highs in the mid 70's. Mild brick houses. Heavy white vinyl. Light grass. Scattered concrete.  I'm ( Read more... )

When you want to delete something on the computer it comes up with a warning box that asks you if you're sure you want to delete it.

Real life should have THAT.

"It's our limitations that make us what we are."

No!  So it's what we DON'T DO?

Ok?

I hate to be annoyingly positive, but this morning when the fire alarm went off for the third time this week, I needed to get up anyway.

The second day he said ::

When I am eighty-five I will still be a child.
The more music you listen to, the happier you will be.

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I slept on the couch today.
A l l    d a y.

But seriously, though.  AHH.  I think I might actually ( Read more... )

Boredom is such a wonderful feeling. If that's what I'm feeling. I don't even know what to do right now. Or I think that's what's going on. It is quite possible that I have permanently forgotten what boredom feels like ( Read more... )

People walk around with umbrellas like they're scared of something God has made.

This Thursday night we play music in front of people sitting in a coffee shop and I am excited.

The first semester of my college career is officially over.  This ( Read more... )

Steven and I went to the store ( Read more... )

I love being scared right before I drink coffee because I'm not sure how hot it will be ( Read more... )

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Why do I not update this more?  One entry per month is hardly a suitable amount of detail for those who will be looking at my live journal in one hundred years, hoping to get a glimpse of life in the old days.  I must write more frequently and thoroughly in order to accurately represent our generation when we have passed.  So...

Sometimes life ( Read more... )

Chapter 2:  The American Teacher

"I don't understand why Ireland and England are always fighting, I mean, Catholicism and Protestantism are, like, the same thing.  They need to just get over it."

So the classrooms are thick with idiocricy, which is feeding ignorance, feeding apathy.  Ok, close your ears and eyes now!
On the topic of IRRITATING ( Read more... )