i think i'm absolutely hilarious. i've had this feeling all day. unstoppably clever, like i'm channeling some fabulous muse..

oy vey.
i love getting ____

my ____ doesn't get love.

so here's the story. im at my  mom's house. cause i moved back. now im gonna go bowling with mohammed and kevin singer. my life is an interesting mess. i feel about a bajillion pounds lighter in trems of stress. life is effing good man. rootbeer floats with the most amazing boy and my momma. i mean does it get better than that? maybe... but i don't ( Read more... )

i dont claim to wish for the end
darkness and quiet
reflection and repentance
a gate and a face and a summing up of my life's work
i do, however,
wish for the time to catch my breath
for a world that forgets about me long enough
to sleep until i've slept too much
where sloth no longer seems inviting
and everyone asks where i've been
to hide for years
and ( Read more... )

okay ( Read more... )

hello boys & girls. im sitting here drinking some coffee wishing i hadn't had such a sleep-desire yesterday afternoon. i slept from like i dont kno when maybe 7? until approx 40 minutes ago. i could have partied but no. i decided sleep was far cooler. i had lots of dreams. which makes sense considering the day i had yesterday. the art walk went ( Read more... )

so im home sick. somethings wrong with my tum. yuck.
i have been playing counterstrike for a while now... maybe like 2 hours... haha
i've only beaten one level. almost done with a second.
condition zero if you're wondering...
so this weekend was decent.
on friday i hung out with morgan and pat and a bunch of other people.
fell asleep watching a dubbed ( Read more... )

you! you still suck!
only they lost. 3-2.
godamnit shit.
i should be sleeping.
but im so riled up.
what a good time.
all smiles and thundersticks.
there weren't even any good fights...
got everyone up in arms about me being engaged; which im not.
so good.
not at the hockey game... but on myspace.
i love it.
i just... i just... i just... yeah.
assertive. yes. 
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not me. no sir.
i wake up and drink coffee all day until i'm absolutely buzzing about.
i've been daydreaming for days.
i'm totally out of it.
i just burned my finger.
leah should be calling me momentarily.
i made a friend.
things are on the right track but where is the fast forward button???
aaaaaaaaaagh!
i absolutely detest being forwarded to an automated ( Read more... )

its like i constantly have my fingers crossed.
im on the edge of my seat... like
what are you thinking
when does my good fortune run out
when do you stop pitying me?
giddy school-girl early early early mornings
we're trying to be drunk but we can't be
cause we can't stop thinking about boys long enough for the vodka to kick in.
i'd do anything
for you
if you ( Read more... )