underground places like the 3rd north computer lab are especially strange during finals. the light in here never changes. there are people here at all hours. it could be any time of day right now. it makes me feel a little craaaaazy like i fell into a funny timeless and very computer-filled world.

i have been thinking about writing about this for a while. i will do my best to articulate viewpoints about an issue i think is important. i very much encourage anyone who reads this to engage me in debate, ask questions, be critical, etc ( Read more... )

show me love
show me life
baby show me what it's all about

i havent hit that "update journal" button in a while. after experiencing a lot i want to remember and record and tell people about, it feels a little overwhelming to write. one night in bolivia i couldnt sleep and spent an hour writing in my batman journal sitting in the dark trying to see by the light of my ipod. i stayed outside until my eyes got ( Read more... )

every single person, is a person. everyone a human person. a unique person. a Person with importance and ideas and feelings and a heart and a brain ( Read more... )

tonight i thought about what it would be like to be a cab driver. every direction you head is due to a decision you made to take other people where they wanted to go. the people you encounter from there are due to the place that those first people took you. some days, it's just astounding how you got to where you are, and how you got to meet the ( Read more... )

i had a good enough night last night that i would like to record it here. andrew cooked a magical meal including pasta and salmon and asparagus and wine and a small candle. following this deliciousness i was lucky enough to be invited to participate in his poetry night that he has every week or so with his sister and friends. they read their own ( Read more... )

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-laura sits on floor and wraps
-mom expiriments with drying pears and dipping them in chocolate
-i eat a cream puff
-dad plays the piano and sings (current music: "something there" from beauty and the beast)

back in the day jimmy carter said to keep your house at 68 degrees to save oil. my parents abide by this. although my fingers are cold as i type, i am pleased.