I tend to overwhelm people.

Things are feeling mighty itchy! I've been left out in the sun for the last six days in my full tuxedo and I don't think it's any small coincidence that the last six days have been the seasons most (un)comfortable. I stink of wine and the elderly after twenty four hours at Harvard's 50th Reunion ( Read more... )

This trip won't be ruined if my loved ones don't pull through, but it certainly won't be the same. Starting Sunday, I will be working for the next two straight weeks. I need to put money away and I'd like to purchase all airfare by June 16th, it should only run me around five hundred. I hope to spend the majority of this trip in the wilderness ( Read more... )

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My seatpost was finally wiggled loose. No more looking like an oversized person riding and undersized bike ( Read more... )

I did manage to get a little shopping done this week. Before you applaud my accomplishment, do keep in mind that it wasn't entirely selfless [though, what is ( Read more... )

It looks like this journal has gone the way of the many before it ( Read more... )

"She felt, as she felt so often with Murphy, spattered with words that went dead as soon as they sounded; each word obliterated, before it had time to make sense, by the word that came next; so that in the end she did not know what had been said. It was like difficult music heard for the first time."