I find myself back in Atlanta, cleaning up and putting away. Because of the way our lives have been intertwined, I keep running into his things; his bike that I need to return, his old keychain, his used tissues that snuck under the bed. Even his stupid sugar-free fudge pops in the freezer. The first, only, and surprisingly beautiful gift he gave ( Read more... )

I had an epiphany about a week ago and it goes a little something like this - Sometimes I ask people, or possibly inanimate objects, to marry me. What I've realized is that I don't want to marry them exactly, what I want is for them to stay with me forever.

So if I've ever asked you to marry me, that's what I really meant.

Right ( Read more... )

In other news, I've secretly hypnotized Gallagher so that he'll forever do my bidding...

Sit!

It's too late at night for me to be expected to entertain you

To my charming roomates ( Read more... )

Well, yes

The new Decemberists' video is about Model UN

Bands scheduled to come to Emory this semester -

Hanson
Cake
The Fiery Furnaces

...explain that to me. Also, Atlanta weather today

69 degrees F
Sunny/Partly Cloudy

that's all

So I'm working on a new thing. It's called an "insultement." Examples -

set-up: You're destroying something beautiful
response: If I wanted to destroy something beautiful, I'd kick you in the face.

set-up: So you hate cute things?
response: That's why I hate you.

Is it a complement? An insult? What? One thing's for sure - it's postmodern

Sorry I'm late
( melodramatic valentine's day thoughts )

Gallagher -

also November 22 - 2:53 am

you weren't looking very hard were you?

-Emily