who is the guitar playing monk?

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i'm wide awake. thankfully i'm not writing a paper, my usual late night occupation. no, tonight i'm just awake and thinking. wishing that there were more dharma and gregs on. wishing i could get out of my room and house and town. wishing i could go on an adventure. the truth is, i miss you.

my town is on fire.

i was cranky today. i can't think of another word for it. now i'm going to go watch dharma and greg and see if it will quell me.

i miss stephen.

studying very hard. i want to cry. i am filing a complaint with the dean of life sciences tomorrow. i will say: it is hard to learn when you have not been taught.
sigh. hopefully sleep will come soon.

i love the wallflowers. the fall is a good time for me this year. i feel very full. not self-sufficient, but self-sustaining. i'm pleased with the decisions i've made recently: not rejoining speech, going back to church, not worrying =), studying hard. i miss stephen, but i'm okay. i hate going to moorpark, but i'm okay. my life is far from ( Read more... )

it's weird. my life is very weird. sometimes when i sit in my room i feel like i'm in a little way station that has different roads coming in and out. different roads, different lives. i can handle it.

sometimes to keep it together
you got to leave it alone.

the eagles.