It has recently come to my attention that there is a general consensus around the law school that I am, in fact, weird.

Things that piss me off ( Read more... )

I hesitate to describe the past few days as "lonely" only because I hesitate to describe the past few days. But that's how it happens, I think. Sooner or later it just becomes tiring being that person. That person ( Read more... )

On a post-it that I attached to my second Bloomington parking ticket before sending in the fine ( Read more... )

Dear God,

You win.

Congratulations,
gavin

There is something seriously wrong with the manner in which everyone in the world (or at least Indiana) except for me drives. A lot of my friends attribute it to my roots in the Bay Area, but I believe it comes from a far more rudimentary competence. I am God of the Roads. You are in my way ( Read more... )

One year ago today I had my only date with Miss Olivia Campbell.

Happy Anniversary, Darling.

Fucking. Momentous.

This post will be of little interest to a lot of you. If I knew how to LJ-cut, I would. I don't care enough to find out how, though. My apologies ( Read more... )

"It was a dark and stormy night. Suddenly, a shot rang out . . ."

The thought is always interrupted. Always. It's an absolutely brilliant beginning, ripe in its potential yet poetic in its simplicity. Over the ensuing pages, details will surely be revealed, the audience clinging to the edges of their metaphorical seats as the story captivates ( Read more... )

In contrast to many of my livejournal minions, I willingly observe two and only two occassions for the updating of my journal. They are as follows: to be witty and to be profound. Of course, this doesn't detract from the novelty of being either wittily profound or profoundly witty, both of which I've been told I have a knack for, the former no ( Read more... )