she doesnt think i am serious.

so i applied.

then walked into the thunderstorm.

cross-training and on the fly today.

lets go.

on these gray lonely days of walking cliches...

thats it then.
there isnt really much inside that matters. anymore.
its all gone to mediocracy. for now. though. only. i hope.

just living, not for the moment, but for the few.
waiting for the real world to transform to ideals.

ha.

plow(ed) (ing) through books. a good thing after the stint of tv on the internets ( Read more... )

i havent been able to get to sleep recently ( Read more... )

it is weird to think that wheaton will no longer be my home.


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status: sticky - in need of shower - waiting for tomorrow to come - not sure where to start with the movies procured for the weekend - currently playing an album on repeat.

perfume: the story of a murderer
shopgirl
batman begins
dune (by david lynch)


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i saw more people that i know than i normally do when i go home. it was leanna i swear. (or moonlight madness the strawberry festival)

talk of bungee jumping, and sky diving, and now cliff jumping (if only at smalls falls)

The worst of it all im getting into (finally). needing to sort and weigh and measure ( Read more... )