i really need to take up dancing again so i can stop being so stressed that i can't even think straight or fall asleep.

my time management skills are officially going under construction, starting today.

a whole summer of overwhelming work feels reconciled by one day of saris and scottish scarves, breakfast on pluto, kissing on the carpet. i am pretty sure that actually moving into new apartment will happen soon, and meanwhile i have the best of company and so much to do. school is lurking around the corner of next week and there are so many books ( Read more... )

( Read more... )

( Read more... )

things are things but andrew and marisa are visting and today brought canoeing on the loveliest of lakely mornings, turtle darlings and bare feet in cold water and the collection of different shapes of stones which marisa, my amelie, dropped in my pockets. more adventures with the kel bird ensued, and although she sometimes ate my clothes and ( Read more... )

it's nice to have time for running errands and buying pie shells and checking in and out of dreams. it's weird that i have the job that i have but i feel good about myself for being brave enough to meet something new, and even if wearing a helmet all day is ridiculous i like driving the golf cart past wild flowers and talking about nature from high ( Read more... )

this semester was mediocrity glossed with exasperation and i was far past ready to put it to rest. this afternoon i cluttered all my chattel into laundry baskets and left royal, saying "goodbye staircase, goodbye porch swing" while andrew followed and recited "goodnight house, goodnight mouse." now my trunk is slouching from too many books, the ( Read more... )

i am excellent at blaming time for things, and whenever i've collected enough complaints for some solid incrimination i seek out empty classrooms and take notes on mental lectures of small things diagnosed terminal with forgetfulness. it seems i've become a master eulogizer of things it's good to appreciate but unnecessary and in the longterm ( Read more... )

the south mall is being reupholstered so the whole of the liberal arts esplanade smells like summertime and crow's nest farm and playing catch in a freshly mown outfield. the amount of paper writing that needs to be accomplished in the next week is tremendous and my shoulder really hurts, but let's talk about barton springs, blue skies and dragon ( Read more... )

today alex and mom and i went to mount bonnell and looked down at the lake ( Read more... )