Today, I have to write about a chunk of our time and how it relates to my life ( Read more... )

I just saw the best, most inspiring thing I've seen in my life ( Read more... )

Back in the Burgh, not wanting to go to work. But it feels ok to be home. I don't know, I feel more or less oblivious to everything right now- I think I'm exhausted and in withdrawl.

But yes, those in town, give us a buzz- those out, enjoy yourselves and come back soon.

It's today! I don't know why I'm excited, it's not like I'll see him, but I feel like I should be excited anyway.

I think I'll quit this habit now.

It's old, and if I have something to say, it probably means I should be writing it in a more productive manner/place.

I think, at this time last year, things were going well.

This journal shall be from here on out, inactive.

Namarie.

They Might Be Giants are coming to town on Wednesday the Tenth (AP PSych exam day of DOOM) at Mr Small's at 8. Anyone feel like going? I suppose I will have to beg Benjy independently of this vehicle, but all y'all that are potentially interested, los geht's!

Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day ( Read more... )

I now have the *entire* Noir soundtrack. Happy, happy, happy.

Day of Silence went well, I feel like we made a statement. It was bigger this year, perhaps?

That's news for the day.

So, that's the first punny title I've been able to conjur in a long time. Doold times return? No, probably not ( Read more... )

Happy Clay Day. Everyone forgot, but then, everyone forgets about everything anymore. Too much stress for us all, you know.