Sometimes I never sleep. For the hell of it, because I want to be constantly engaged and immoolated, I will sleep maybe an hour or two for three or four nights. I enjoy these times in the way a small part of me frets over a cosmic trade-off; what happens to our sleep displaced? Do we pay for it at some undisclosed time or space ( Read more... )

Green grass of tunnel.

When I'm swimming up, I close my eyes.

I can't do this. I think this blank terminal is over for me, at least livejournal. Sorry, to my beloved fans: Keep reaching for the moon, because surely if you miss you will land in the stars. Damn, I'm classy.

Farewell, cruel journal.

It's time to go to class, but I felt a need to update. So there.

I arrived at work an hour early and my boss is totally shooting me the evil eye for not offering to relieve him earlier. As Confucius say. whatev. So this is my underground journal, known to a select few. Summer Semester starts in a few days, and after that I'm heading to the West Coast indefinetely.
so theres that.