i managed to spill coffee on my only truly new shirt. a shirt for myself, i mean. i have purchased others recently, too, but they are also for work and i don't really think calling them new shirts and celebrating their newness benefits me any, as they're bound only to become dirty. they'll still look nice--nice enough. but they're not really ( Read more... )

i'm on the bus today. too cold to bike or drink coffee. only cold enough to type and brittlely make motions to head for class ( Read more... )

men on the sidewalk ( Read more... )

well, those questions of doubt are gone ( Read more... )

as i type this, someone has the gall to call someone a christian.

i have new jeans; and stale chips as victuals for the local wildlife.

i had sunday off. art fest downtown was expansive, interesting.

shortbus is playing at the hippodrome. i think i will go view it.

...this may just change your life.

things have been above average. the foyer smells of hot beer. and the windows are open, the a/c off.

i'm running gallons of water through my kidneys these days. i keep waxing and waning so far as the strength of my immune system goes. i switched to americanos at work so that i'm getting more water, but i'm drinking quite a few of them per shift. like three or four. so that's making sleep tough to achieve. or so it is if i demand timeliness. ( Read more... )

i don't hate anyone. you can stop asking. it'd be perfectly natural, though, if i did ( Read more... )

'the boy with the arab strap' always has a way of restoring my spirits. as does this tidbit of information shared to me this evening ( Read more... )

+ anniversary blend coffee brewed at home, prepared and consumed black ( Read more... )