It's going cold, so I drank up the courage to go out. Ran around with Abby(!) to too many places to count. Then Gab caught me at two. We talked about evolution--something someone at one point close to me, a steel wrench in my wheel, possibly the world, told me all pretentious white boys wax to her without fail--and we argued, and it was great. ( Read more... )

I'm having some trouble picking out classes. I'm even having trouble picking out what I want to call my education, and seeing as that part is a requirement for getting the degree, this is becoming something of a problem. I've realized over the past month or so how much I rely on the opinions of others to dictate my life, and the amount of trouble ( Read more... )

Yesterday I made the trip down to visit Brian and Alex at Willamette. This resulted in a long night of stiff gin drinks, house parties at strangers' pads, and a freestyle sesh that lasted like European dance party hours. Also, the requisite nakedness appalling all onlookers and a few participants at that ( Read more... )

For once I may know better what I'm doing outside of school than what I'm doing in school. Yet, a perfectly schooly problem it be that I can't decide what I want to study. That sounds funny considering the fact that I've been studying for oh so long, and, relatively, have so little of it left to do. Still, no "major" has pulled me so strongly ( Read more... )

There are two. One holds the wheel, lets his fingers hang on the rim. His foot lies dead on the gas. His hip is the part he’s pulling with out of boredom, to provide minute variation. It’s gone and he’s keeping track of whether he’s taking corners quicker than other times. Then memories mounting as a sea of drives flows back and becomes one ( Read more... )

You begin to look like death. Begin to look like you don't care what you look like and you were going for that. The years can't stand up anymore and pool in the bottom like glass in an ancient window. Something has soured. You are creeky and quiet with comrades, and just this much more charming for acquaintances in the street. Friendly with a ( Read more... )

I flew home yesterday.  We made it all the way without a hitch ( Read more... )

There are children in the middle of the street covered in dirt. They have no clothes, food or parents ( Read more... )

I always forget how hip seattle is. I'm almost not able to handle walking down broadway anymore. Maybe it's just because Providence is college kids or older people not all decked out and crazy lookin. Plus, it must have something to do with the way the city is layed out, but I meet so many more homeless people on the street here than Providence ( Read more... )

Don't ever AIM me. I put my foot in my mouth every time.