i am officially in my twenties! i have to go to the DMV and get my license renewed! it will no longer say under 21! i can get into any club in the world! i can drink in any bar! yay. so, this was my birthday. friday. let's do highlights and lowlights ( Read more... )

i wrote something about getting older. you know, my birthday's coming up and all this shit, why not get nostalgic and introspective? and while i'm at it, why not quit the e.e. cummings thing and start capitalizing properly ( Read more... )

finally. it's finally going to rain. bout fucking time. this is england, for fucks sake. it's supposed to rain every day. it's supposed to look like a goddamn portishead song out there, all mother-of-pearl sky and bare black tree branches. instead it's like a lousy version of florida. sigh ( Read more... )

and my dream last night...swinging on telephone wires over the rooftops of new paltz with a boy from texas, looking for an overpriced room to call my own. quite nice. it occurs to me i have yet to document that part of my adventure. i'll get to it. there's been poetry bouncing around in my head the past few days, and i'm sure he wouldn't want to ( Read more... )

it's apparently nelly furtado day at mister bagels!! hooray. i'm looking for travel plans, again. my birthday is in five days. i'll be twenty-one. chad's birthday was yesterday. he turned thirty-three. that's actually a lot older than me. i remember he used to talk about how nice it would be when he turned 40 to have a wife that was still in her 20 ( Read more... )

i'm still in the fucking library. i had a cigarette before and almost passed out it felt so good. i don't think i like that. chad used to tell me i shouldn't start smoking because i'd like it too much. ta-da! he was right. ugh, i hate that. i hate being a hypocrite. i've never smoked this much in my life. what have i been wasting my fucking time ( Read more... )

is this an event? i dropped my friend cara off at heathrow yesterday, what a way to spend three hours on the tube, not going anywhere but there and back. not even stopping at harrods for a krispy kreme donut. she was crying a lot, i felt pretty strange because i wasn't that close with her. i don't know if anyone will be left here to see me off to ( Read more... )

i'm back in london, and everything is as it was when i left, except for several unfortunate facts that cannot be ignored ( Read more... )