last night, i had a brain meltdown ( Read more... )

it looks like i've been stabbed in the back.
literally.

i have the biggest baddest cut/bruise combination on my back.

ha. i'm tough.

swept up in the current.
caught in the undertow
this is what drowning must feel like.
reaching out.
finding....
no one.

i've read this book before.
perhaps this time the ending will be different.
it never is.

tell me everything is going to be okay.

tonight equaled d a n c e p a r t y....
and i'm soaking wet from marianne spitting water all over me.
but i'm h-a-p-p-y.
i love my friends.
and i love you.

i went to the eye guy today...
he handed me a dog, a stick, and some big dark glasses.

i picked out my frames.
they'll be ready next week.

exciting, huh?

boys don't make passes at girls who wear glasses
good.

H to the O to the M E ( Read more... )

dave and i aren't playing on saturday.
my penpal from virginia will be in boston. and dave is all shitty because of jack.
argh.

i'm going "home" tonight!
i miss my parents, the food, my shower.
and if i don't come back with a bike...kick me in the shin.

lately, i've been thinking about all those things we're afraid to talk about ( Read more... )

days like today make my heart happy. let me recap. i met marianne in harvard square. we searched for shoes. didn't find any but, we found shon and good falafel. at c'est bon, we met an interesting man from montreal and saw some girl vomit. then we saw justin, pete, and robbie at harvest. marianne and i headed into pearl where we found bill. my ( Read more... )