Just finished Survivor, another palahniuk. So I have this strange feeling that I don't have any free will. It's a strange calmness. That there is only one future ( Read more... )

whoa i dont think that paid account option was there before fuck it just went away and this is supposed to be my free association entry but i would normally delete that because now it doesnt make any sense my roommate's playing wilco again but i'm sort of getting sick of it but it could be a lot worse so i at least it's a band i used to like. i ( Read more... )

I've been singing loudly when the oppurtunity arises: elevators are now my studio. Now i'm going outside because I don't mind the cold wind when the air isn't cold I get caught up with the movement of the leaves and the movement of my mp3sounds.

i was just reading old entries, i'm pretty disgusted with how dumb i sound.
i debated just deleting this whole thing. and when i try to go deeper than that, why..., i get too scattered and crazed/confused hMUST STOP WRITING/EDITING

jksadhfjkasdjklasdhfjklBIKELIVELISTENLOOK!

thanks for posting that brad, squatty.

It's cold today and I can't wait to feel it. changechangechange! I need to bike and wear flannel ( Read more... )

my sinuses just cleared.
last night i ran around a lot, for boomerangs and such. today i need to look up epistemology, nietzsche, and ways of perceiving the world. now i will go to brunch and stop writing because this isnt my truth. meow.

This is the way I started writing this evening ( Read more... )

these last couple days have been a little out of the ordinary, but not enough so that i'm content. because i still do the same things that i have been, every day. but i've been thinking a lot, at least. and maybe thats the point, more so than what i do. but i dont think so ( Read more... )

ah! everything's fitting together! well not everything, but classes and i just watched malcolm x (see it!) and i just started rereading ishmael and all these subjects (lumumba, nazi germany, JFK...) are relating in ways that make sense. oh man i love it when this happens, an escape from the confusion that usually plauges me ( Read more... )

i see: my dad's very old fan in the window, katie's flowery shirt on me, my coconut mobil my nicaraguan host mother gave to me on my pipe, esther's feet coming from underneath her blanket ( Read more... )