I woke up late this morning, if you could still call it that. The brilliant sun flooded through the windows. Not even the shades could hold back any of the warm light spilling into my studio. Sensing the sun radiating across my face, I opened my eyes groggily. As my eyes gained focus, across from my bed I could see the vivid figure of a woman ( Read more... )

Dear God, I haven't written in this for such a long time. 'Tis a shame the happiest past few months of my life have been documented only by blank pages. To sum up my summer, I dog sat a neurotic wall-eating but sweet husky, fed yuppies, and road tripped ( Read more... )

Here I am again...Falling in and out of context, it seems. There is a direness now that was not there before. I wonder if I will ever find the words... the words that will release me from this spell where everything is oddly familiar and definitively unwritten all at once. I am haunted by decisions I have made, and the decisions I have not yet made ( Read more... )

The other gray and particularly miserable afternoon, Mander and I grabbed pancakes at the little diner down the street (There's never a wrong time for breakfast- really.) As we paid our checks, a feeble old golden retriever with a tired red collar found its way into the rundown shopping center and nearly got hit by several impatient drivers... Poor ( Read more... )

I just brought home an old refinished Schwinn road bike. So stoked. After my accident last summer, my old mountain bike was totaled and the frame was bent all to hell(...I suppose that's to be expected after being hit by a car. Meh.) The Schwinn has drop handlebars, duel brake levers, and it happens to be made just for my vertically challenged self ( Read more... )

I dreamt my eyes turned from brown to gold, vividly. I woke up feeling oddly conscious, splashed my face with water relieved to find the eyes looking sheepishly back at me in the mirror were my own. Golden eyes... I wonder what it meant ( Read more... )

We live in a modern society. Husbands and wives don't grow on trees, like in the old days ( Read more... )

Summer courses are out and the Summer is finally mine, if not for the month. So many nights i've spent lying in the bed of a truck and watching the city in reverse under the stars. Sneaking into pools at 3am and skinny dipping. My hair has grown long. My fingers wear wicked callouses earned by idle strumming. My smile is tired, but I mean it. My ( Read more... )

Day. Night. Today. Tomorrow. Last week. Weekends. Weekdays... I've been so busy lately so little, it seems, really distinguishes these things anymore. Instead, I've measured time in songs, laughter, and the moments between smiles ( Read more... )

Most people don't realize just how oily paintball actually is. Usually, that's because you only get hit with one or two before you're out of the game. 2000 florescent green paintballs is a completely different story. We soaked a bunch of paintballs until the shells were soft and opened fire. Someone just took handfuls and squeezed over people's ( Read more... )