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140 days till my birthday! -
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i'm too hungry and my house is too messy and i have too much work to do. gaaaaaaaaaaaah.
and i'm cold. -
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halloween is tomorrow.
yes! -
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it's 10pm, and i am sitting down to a nice dinner in my bachelor apartment, of mr noodles and coffee. i am finally finished procrastinating and worrying about my halloween costume, and am going to cram for my french test and do my women's studies readings.
i feel very "typical student" right now. there are takeout boxes on the floor. -
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maybe it has to do with the waning of the moon. i'll watch for this next month. -
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at work on saturday, i read poetry to one of my tables. an older woman with a raucous quebecois accent crowed "you've got the touch, girl." and they were all lovely. i knew one of the women from a writing workshop i had done three years ago, and not seen her since. i still have the sylvia plath books the gave me, with notes on the inside covers to ( Read more... ) -
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but boston is an ugly dirty city from what i know of it. what does she want there?
and how long does it take to go somewhere without a body? and where is she coming from? and what is her name? -
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i wandered around by myself this afternoon. it was fabulous. a bit chilly, but i wore a scarf and went to the vintage store that i'd never been to. grabbed a coffee and wandered around the waterfront. looked a fool taking photos of my feet in front of strangers. bought hot and sour soup on the way home. i can eat with chopsticks ( Read more... ) -
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there is a woman who comes to my door three times a week, dressed in my mother's clothes and asks me if i'm happy. she gives me pamphlets about god and in all of his pictures he looks angry, angry at us all ( Read more... )