I’ve got to pound it out, pound it all out, as unwilling as I am to be touching this small cold rock that is my laptop. I’ve been gone, I’ve been removed and euphoric, and I’ve got no proof, except that my hair is filthy and would be matted if it were that kind of hair, and I smell like wood smoke, and I should not be sitting on my white quilted ( Read more... )

I know it's been a while ( Read more... )

Andrew Bird is playing live on 90.7 FUV tonight. I am listening to his familiar whistles and staring at the slant of my ceiling. It has stopped raining. I am sitting still suspended in the tension and release of the music. Music, much like life, follows those cycles ( Read more... )

To counteract the inevitable, I went to the library and took out several hilarious workout DVDs. Several days later, they remain sitting on the counter. I remain sitting on this couch. Hurray for motivation ( Read more... )

The lives of end-of-semester college students are unforgiving and awful. There is a distinct lack of joy and pleasure in their days. They are pale and malnourished, buried in the fluorescent dust of the library, avoiding the sun. They stop smiling. On most days, they have had to choose between sleep, hygiene, and food. They sway, unsteady, on the ( Read more... )

And so I am twenty ( Read more... )

So what can I do to change my situation? How can I make this work for myself? How can I make myself happy ( Read more... )

Today I am filled with clear ideas and conclusions and the very best thinking I have done all semester, but when I try to capture my genius in ink it dissipates and leaves me gasping grasping, finding only the cool air of an LA evening in my lungs and in my fist. More people with suitcases appear on campus, and I resent the fact that this is ( Read more... )

Nearly two in the morning. I am halfway-ish through a paper for latin american politics that was due last thursday, extended until tomorrow afternoon. I also have some sort of geology assignment for tomorrow, a thursday midterm, a thursday econ problem set, a friday paper, and a friday research prospectus. Then I pack my hand lense and weird yellow ( Read more... )

Last thursday our third econ homework was due. Not only did I completely neglect to do this homework, I completely neglected to realize that I had not done this homework. I figured it out today, when I found it odd that the rest of the class was getting homework three back, and I had no memory of there ever being homework three ( Read more... )