David broke up with me last night. I was already in a state of virtual catatonia at the time and I just let it sink into every other terrible feeling I was feeling. Today, I just didn't know what to do. Everything felt like... well, the first day after you're broken up with. Every step was less sure of itself, every time I passed him he said "hi" ( Read more... )

Right now the answer is "manically awesome ( Read more... )

OK, so, Carmen (my roommate) scored a bunch of free piracetam (in a not-sketchy way), and my bio final is tomorrow, and there's all this information I still need to learn, so I insufflated a generous line... holy good god man. Jesus ( Read more... )

Me: When I say "Hauser," you say "fundome". Hauser!
You: FUCK YOU IT'S SATURDAY NIGHT.

It seemed so far away, as of just a couple days ago. But now it's here...

How?

I'm really, REALLY trying hard right now to be faithful. Typing the word makes me shudder a little. At the same time, I'm at the point (finally) where I am realizing that I should either be faithful or just break up with Jim. "Don't play," as Roshi told me, after a long talk about "separation (physically) without being (actually/emotionally) ( Read more... )

Last night I had a dream that Roshi died so now, when we went to sanzen we had to go in groups and because he hadn't named a successor upon his death, we couldn't get sanzen from anyone, so we just stared at a wall together for a while.

Last night/this morning I had crazy ass dreams ( Read more... )

Well... I'm still confused. What is it that I want? I just want to get through this week... get through my Chem midterm, make it to the weekend... do some laundry, get some fish... what the hell! How did it get to be Thursday? HOW? Where'd the week go? And what am I aiming at? And why am I in school? And who are all these people I'm associating ( Read more... )

Over the past few years I thought I was growing up, but I just realized (and it might go away) that really what's happened is that I've just lost all creativity that I used to have. Yes, I've lost the chip that always used to be on my shoulder as well, or have I? I was going to say that I'm no longer fettered by my emotions as I once was-- but I ( Read more... )