It's been a while. I'm sorry. I've been sick. Sometimes I need a good illness to get a burst of optimism upon beginning to heal. I'm not completely better yet, but my incipient well being excites me. All I've really done lately is sit around, read, watch TV, and eat ( Read more... )

When I'm sick and bored I watch ultra sentimental movies on TV that make me want to cry for the sorry excuse for a life I've led. But then this feeling passes. Love isn't worth anything unless it's viewed on a screen or read in a book.

I am

I hate this place. I HATE this place. I hate THIS place. I hate this PLACE. I HATE THIS place. I HATE this PLACE. I hate THIS PLACE. I HATE THIS PLACE.

Most optimists are dying on the inside.

And then there was one.

I've done a lot of growing since I've been away from home. I didn't notice it until I got back ( Read more... )

It would be cool if someone wanted me not because I'm older and not because I'm a musician, since apparently I have no other redeeming qualities, if being older can be considered a quality.

Home. Tomorrow. Here are some fun facts ( Read more... )

I move home Thursday. So it's going to be kind of a shock knowing that I'm not coming back to Boston. But I think I've already worn out the shock value by thinking about it so much ( Read more... )