well, I was right, this environment is conducive to creativity. also, a new cord for my electric helps. here's something I wrote yesterday, it might get called "The Kindness of Strangers", I'm not sure yet. it's by far the most depressing thing I've ever written. I feel pretty good about that, though. it's like I've come full circle and remembered ( Read more... )

I've moved ( Read more... )

I hate the sound of my voice bouncing off the bare walls. I'll miss this neighborhood so much. I can't express it. I just think about how happy and hopeful I was when I moved in last summer, how bright everything was, and is again, the murals the asphalt the willow tree. not that I've lost hope. but it's sad ( Read more... )

please go see Sicko. I don't care if you don't like Michael Moore, that's not what it's about. the message is way more important than any aspect of his filmmaking you might deem manipulative, propagandist, or hackneyed. this particular film is preaching something incredibly positive, and wouldn't we rather see the powers of agitprop used for good ( Read more... )

I think, in the past couple of days, I've run into or heard from every boy I've dated or slept with in the past four years. it's really very odd. is there something in the water?

packing is sad, no matter how bad the place you're leaving is, no matter how wonderful the place you're headed is. you have to look at your things. and that can be hard, to see what you decide to keep over the years, and how they define you ( Read more... )

I don't know why I feel so isolated. it's so hot in this apartment, I just sit, sweating, listening to songs that make me sad on varying levels. I could leave, but I won't. I have an audition tomorrow, it's for a tour of a kids' show that would get me my Equity card. I don't want to leave, though. this is the problem. I stay because I feel like, ( Read more... )

sometimes I wonder ( Read more... )

is this sarcasm? it came from a boy I used to be in love with at 5 am last night via AIM. he's been mentioned many a time in here, and was a recurrent character in College in Four Parts... "hey just wanted to thank you for your online journal. I never read it, but some of the people who i have cared for have. You know Haley, its not just your ( Read more... )

I haven't been writing because my post-graduated life consists of sleeping til 2, eating half a can of alphabet soup, going to yoga at 4:30, buying a Naked juice and drinking it while I walk home, microwaving the other half of my soup and eating it in front of the TV until eventually I'm tired and go to sleep. seriously. everyday. and with all that ( Read more... )