I think maybe I've kept too many records (stored, pushed aside, hidden) in their various random places. Every time I try to clean, I find something I (very much, not at all, almost) wish I hadn't. There is a series of books right in the middle that I try to never see. There are some pages of scrawl I try never to read (or remember ( Read more... )

I just don't like to sleep is all. I guess I feel that it wastes time maybe?

I'm just not a fan.

4:42 AM - At some point in my life I will learn to speak French.

Cleared a hundred questions of medical health. Check ( Read more... )

I'm really hoping this is a joke...a really sick and twisted joke.

I just saw him on Friday. It was the greatest day.

Please let this be a cruel joke and me just a gullible fool....

This morning, I showed my (twenty one year-old) brother how to iron (and fold) a shirt and disguise a hickey.

They grow up so fast....

Obsessive compulsive cleaning usually means that I'm upset about something.

I'm not sure what it is, though.

A "fifteen minute coffee break" somehow morphed into a six hour conversation. I have no idea how that happened.

Worth the fact that I'll probably be up 'till three and out of bed at six thirty in order to squeeze in as much chemistry as possible? We shall see.

It is...strange. Trying to lie to myself. I find attempt it all the time.

It never works.

I have never had such a difficult time eating chicken. Every swallow I'm now reminded that it's muscle, muscle, muscle...stripped of everything else, until i'm eating the sartorius or the gracilis or the tensor fasciae latae or whatever else ( Read more... )

"You may notice the smell. That would be the formaldehyde. Get used to it, as it will soon be the smell of you and everything you own...."

Fabulous.