i'm just gonna write in here for a bit before i run along to finish reading, and possibly get started on the weathered tome that is my culture change reader for this semester. yeah, that baby cost me $50 and weighs a few kilograms. who wouldn't love hauling that shit to and from uni every day ( Read more... )

i'm just keeping up appearances, never mind me.

went to switch for the second time ever last night, got completely blind.

umm. elliott smith continues to be the only person i can think about and get seriously emotional about the fact that they're dead.

over and out.

alright, where were we. so here's the deal. i got back from the beach, and promptly realised i had nothing to do. so, i went out looking for a job. i applied i think at three places, and got somewhat positive responses from two of them, but they are both decidedly still up in the air. and the more i consider the rammifications of working a highly ( Read more... )

well, well, well. look at you, livejournal. all smug, like you know some perverted, dark secret about me. well guess what? you don't know shit about me. sure, i used to tell you everything. we used to be friends. i trusted you. but not anymore. not after what you did. i won't embarass you by telling all these people how you lied to me, how you ( Read more... )

i'm going overseas for a year.

last night i went 'out' out for the first time in a few months, and i can't imagine it being any better. the people i was hanging out with were awesome, the drink prices were awesome, and the time just flew by. best of all, i didn't take any cash out (i only think i ended up spending like $30 ( Read more... )

( the 'i'm so glad to be home' playlist )

real friends know their place, and are honest with you no matter what. no ulterior motives, no secrets, no double lives. i'm not going to say that i am a better, or more worthy, friend than anyone else, but that's what i believe ( Read more... )

today i played the best round of golf of my life. usually i hit a few good shots each round, my putting fluctuates, and i wind up getting the shits on about the 6th hole. well today i played 9 holes with my folks at the dunes (a difficult course by any standards) and came in at +6, including a 2 shot penalty for a lost ball. off the club, i was ( Read more... )

i have this phobia of intruding on people, even when i'm in competition with them. i'm just not ruthless enough. i don't know where i'm going with this ( Read more... )