I'm thinking I'm going to take a break from LJ for a while...again... :) I just don't feel the in the LJ-ing spirit right now. Honestly, I've been having too much fun playing with my new blog to bother updating this one. I still check my flist religiously, of course, because all you crazy people amuse me to no end, but I really don't think you' ( Read more... )

Time for an update, I suppose. It has been a while.

First and foremost...I just canceled my myspace account. Anyone else sick of the random creeps looking to friend you? Yeah...I don't care how sexy you think you are, I do not want to "come on over" and "have a crazy time" with you. Ugh ( Read more... )

lothiel_isilien --

[adjective]:

Extremely dominant

'How will you be defined in the sexual dictionary?' at QuizUniverse.comHahaha...yeah. I'm tired. Linguistics officially bites. Not the class, just the paper, really. Oh, I have a bed. This is exciting news. Really. All I need are 4 D batteries to blow it up. Off to the store. Only I have ( Read more... )

I feel it is my duty to complain about the new user-friendly bar on the LJ update screen. Seriously, I just want my old html-based update screen. Whatever ( Read more... )

So, I kind of lied last time I posted about the apartment.  It's not #3, it's #4.  It's not my fault, though, because Bill told us the wrong number.  He showed us #3, but we're living in #4.  It's all good, because #4 looks in even better repair than #3.  Anywho...here's some nice pictures of the place.  :)


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I made a poetry/writing journal over at blogger. Yes, blogger sucks balls, but all the English majors are doing it. And I'm really bad about peer pressure. So. I'll crosspost everything here so you can all enjoy my poetry and whatnot, but, really...I don't want all the English majors coming to my "real" journal unless they're really interested ( Read more... )

Woohoo! Ricky and I found a place to live. Fun times. For all y'all who care, this is our new address:

117 Garfield St. #3 *#4Ashland, OR 97520 ( Read more... )

Just reminiscing...

Do you all remember this? Hehehe. I doubt it. You were as drunk as I was. LMAO! I found this while digging through some old photo disks. Aren't you glad I have all this evidence of our idiocy? :D

Anywho...off to bed with me. ;)

Namárië

Why is it so hard to say what it is I know I need to say? I know with a conviction beyond any sort of doubt that this is what is real and what is true in my heart, and yet I can't bring myself to say it. Why am I so terrified? Of what am I terrified? What would happen if...? It breaks my heart to know that I am not brave enough to be honest ( Read more... )

I wrote this the other day for Poetry. I got pretty good feedback from the class, so I figured I'd let you all see it. :) I was listening to Marcus Roberts playing Duke Ellington and thinking about Key West (blame Wallace Stevens) and Black English (blame Linguistics). This resulted. Enjoy.

JazzHot wet sweat drops ( Read more... )