I'm thinking of making this here journal thing friends-only. Which is a bitchy thing to do, I'm aware, but when I was home during break I heard way to many instances of people talking about me (people I haven't spoken to in months) based on what they've read here, or people I barely know using it as a way of finding out about me ( Read more... )

I've never felt more like a New Yorker than I did tonight. And not a kid New Yorker, someone who lives here because his parents live here but someone who chooses to live here, an adult. I don't know why, it was strange, but I liked it ( Read more... )

Thanksgiving. I ate a lot of turkey with my relatives, and later on hung out with F&M, and ended up getting some play. As it turns out, I wasn't much in the mood for the either the gluttony or the sex, and both were kind of disappointing, but who am I to complain ( Read more... )

So, I spent most of first semester bemoaning the fact that my laptop doesn't have a cd burner. As it turns out, it does. I feel happy and retarded at the same time.

I'm broke and tired, so tonight is all about watching Liquid Sky. I'm excited already.

The Trinity one year alumni breakfast, in a nutshell ( Read more... )

"Sweetie darling, did Momma ever tell you the, er, facts of life ( Read more... )

So, if you're like me, there are about 15 times over the course of a day (give or take...usually give) when your brain is like "so... I'd really like a cigarette--how bout it." Normally, there's no problem satisfying that demand ( Read more... )

So, this is very specific to a couple people, but I'm about to go to bed and not really in the mood to hunt them down ( Read more... )

"I have this realization that all my conscious life I've treated myself as a given thing incommensurate with the world and I've tried by the framing of myself in relation to it--my clothes, my friends, that which I profess, my self-description, mood-changing substances--to find some placement, to thread myself in if even by protesting, and it is ( Read more... )

"Girlfriend in a Coma" by The Smiths is a really bizarre song, I realized just now as I was laying in my bed* listening to it.

*stoned. to death. like Montezuma.