"Where are we going?" he asked as she led him off the mainstreet into an alleyway. It was littered with bottles and bags of trash, with bricks crawling up its sides ( Read more... )

Last night my buddy and I, before going to bed, agreed that we should wake up by 3 p.m. So I set my alarm.

It went off soon after we woke up.

It was a good night.

smell like my mother ten or so years ago, wearing a leather coat, coming in from the cold after being away all day. In New York, I'm reminded of this all the time.

Met this guy at a gay bar earlier tonight.

http://www.law.columbia.edu/fac/Timothy_Wu

He bought me two drinks.

- Hey Stranger.
- Hey there.
- How are you?
- Feeling better, kind of. I was sick all last week...
- Aw, I'm sorry. I missed you!
- Oh. Thanks?
- I didn't mean that in a creepy way, I meant that in a ... friendly way. You know.
- Right, of course.

and he is. and i respect that n all. then he had to go creepin on ME and tryin to kiss me in a cab. an' i was like, nuhuhhhhh none a that! watfk, foo. so er. he paid for the cab. and i went on my way ( Read more... )

I think I will make a date tomorrow.
It is time to imagine perfection.

We met at a jazz bar ( Read more... )

War stories bring back memories I never lived, our repressed collective history. I can feel the ache of wanting to be closer to that which I haven't touched, and the heartbreak of the violence I've never seen nor heard ( Read more... )

We were pushed out of the computer lab, so we printed out the last copies of the paper and left. We walked to the liquor store. Kyle bought wine, which he shared with his friend (ex-girl?) and Cosette (current-girl?); Matthew bought tequila, which he and Sam poured with orange juice or lemonade and shared with everyone, including a glass for me ( Read more... )