Sometimes I wonder how long I'm going to be in this exact place in my life. I've been here for a while and I don't feel like I'm moving anywhere even though I'm pushing open new doors all the time looking for new things ( Read more... )

Caring Is Creepy by the Shins reminds me of standing outside of my accounting classroom waiting for Jes to finish our test, running around Hendrix with a whoopie cushion with Tannen, and sitting at the common room table one afternoon watching it snow like CRAZY while I did homework. And the color yellow for reasons unknown ( Read more... )

So much of what I say comes to me at night. Sometimes that's why I stay up this late, because I know if I lay down, these thoughts are going to be prowling around inside my mind with nowhere to escape and I won't be able to sleep even if I wanted to ( Read more... )

At some point last night, some unidentifiable point, I realized that what is going to happen in my life is going to happen. And even when it comes to the things that I can control, sometimes it's better to say Fuck It, sometimes it's better to get completely lost in the moment even if nothing comes of it, and sometimes it's better to just have ( Read more... )

I have some time to kill before Mike gets here and I go off to a party to see him and Trevor and whoever else I may see there ( Read more... )

I really need to cleanse my mind and my life of all the crap in it. As for my life, I’m not sure where to start removing things or fixing things, but when it comes to my mind I can feel some temporary gratification if I just write it down. So that’s what I’m going to do. In an organized fashion ( Read more... )

The world would be so much better off if people could just try and listen a litte closer sometimes ( Read more... )

OK, I can't help myself. For two things really. Number one...I can't help writing. I almost make it a game to try and see how long I can go before my fingers start itching to get everything out of my head. It's like in Harriet the Spy when Harriet goes to the psychiatrist and he hands her a notepad and she completely forgets anyone else is in the ( Read more... )

I felt the need to get the sad entry off the top of this. I feel much better...MUCH better. I miss my puppy and everything...I go put fresh flowers on her little grave every day :) But I'll be ok ( Read more... )

OK, I finally feel up to really writing about all this. Friday, I took Sadie outside sometime in the evening. I got down on my knees in the driveway, gave her a huge long hug, told her I loved her, and gave her a kiss on the top of her head. We had been talking a lot lately about how she might not be around much longer, and for whatever reason I ( Read more... )