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So, I read the message. That feeling when the hair raises on your neck? I get it. I feel a rush of heat up into my brain pan, my eyes lose focus and stare out, and I notice that I'm holding my breath and exhale. I look down. I'm feeling embarrassed. This is me remembering all those times as a child when I felt inadequate, foolish, out of place. ( Read more... )

I have no focus. My browser is open with tabs pointing to an article on Indo-Iranians, Cetacean Intelligence, an Ebay page with Meso-American archaeology books, and I'm thinking about how to write two research proposals, one dealing with the signs of butchery and intentional use on Terrapene carolina (that's the Eastern Box Turtle), and one ( Read more... )

Was a good movie.

there are moments, brief ones, when i regret being a traitor.

crush . !

vodka is better than sober. it's cheap. it's painless. it's somewhat tasteless. and you know what? things are so much brighter.