Its not freezing cold in the house anymore! Well, at least the 412 knows that it is possible to make it through an Ithaca winter on very little heat at all. It is not comfortable or pleasant, mind you, but it is possible. Its a relief to be able to open up the windows and air out the house. It had been feeling stale from being so closed up for ( Read more... )

You may catch me laughing a lot lately. Why? Because I'm actually fucking up a lot - and I like to laugh instead of freaking out because i'm so stressed. I did this to myself - by blowing off all my work all the time. I'm tired, professors. Please understand that i don't give a shit, and i don't want to do a damn thing right now ( Read more... )

How is it that i end up smack in the middle of drama that doesn't belong to me? If i fuck shit up for myself, that's fine - that kind of drama i can deal with because i was an active part. But being the passive player in drama is zero percent acceptable for the following reason ( Read more... )

I've realized that I'm more than ok with scrubbin' toilets for the next decade or so, if I can just publish art history articles on the side. I don't want to associate my passions with earning money for a living (unless I am my own boss on every level - which, lets face it, isn't likely to happen). Plus, I like grunt labor. When I leave work ( Read more... )

Liquor often saves the day too - but unlike Chuck and Bruce who just continuously give and give and take nothing - liquor takes the quality of the following morning down several notches. See also: the mornings following the days of Anne-imal's birthday Xstravaganza. All in all, a great weekend though- with some odd things thrown in here and there ( Read more... )

Remember how I said I hated myself for never picking up my viola anymore? Well, I've been trying to fix that. I've been playing a little almost everyday - and although I currently suck because I'm very out of practice, at least I still feel just as great when I play. Sure, it doesn't sound as beautiful as it did at the time when I dropped it ( Read more... )

Every time I smell a fresh 8th, it reminds me of senior year of high school. Thats the smell of spring break that year. Thats the smell of the end of the school day, and the smell of 2am on school nights in the spring. I don't know why I always end up thinking about those times whenever that smell hits me. I smoked before then, and I've been ( Read more... )

On a lighter note: Thank You Day was exactly what i had hoped it would be. Thanks to all the kids for well, being your amazing selves.

Freddy's kidneys shut down. My cat had to be put to sleep. I'm glad something in me told me i needed to be home last weekend...at least i got to see him. 14 years goes by and you forget that they are ever going to leave you...

Ok, so here it is. Just like the title says: The me you don't get to see. I've spent the past few years trying to block out the bad, not from getting in, but at least block it from getting out of me. I'm not sure what came first- not wanting to talk about anything that really bothers me because i didn't want to hear it myself, or if i thought ( Read more... )