My fingertips and nails burn with the bite of jalapeno juice ( Read more... )

I am going to California over spring break.
Hallelujah.
And I have a red-eye flight on the way home which is acutally kind of cool.

One week where it's free.
I can't wait.

Senior Project Sucks Syndrome

Motherfucker. I'm just getting halfway down the 15th page and stopping, because I'm not opening the worm of cans of roman numeral III only to stop it abruptly.
But Jesus Christ.
Stupid paper, stupid presentation, stupid project.

I wish I could tell you of my hurt ( Read more... )

So 2006 is just a few hours from being over ( Read more... )

I have that song stuck in my head, from that Griswald Christmas Vacation movie. It's that song about the Hawaiian way to say 'Merry Christmas', but I'm sure I'm not getting the words right ( Read more... )

Mama said don't go near that river
Don't be hanging 'round old Catfish John
Come the morning I'd always be there
Walkin' in his footsteps in the sweet delta dawnJerry Garcia just may have been the most influential man in the contemporary history of music ever ( Read more... )

our minds pressed and guarded
while our flesh disregarded
the lack of space for the light-hearted
in the boom that beats our drum Sushi and Green Eyes lattes. And I am whole. And I have never felt this good. And I am okay. And thank you ( Read more... )

Scar

If
you think
I
can forget the
ice
of
your eye or the heat
of
your
thighs after midnight
then
you
have no idea how deep freezes
go
how
long fire lingers
or
how
far touch can reach,
no
idea
how sacred the finger prints
that
this
scar bears witness
to,
how
slowly and
relucatnatly
the
skin
seeks
recovery
from
you.

-Nancy Boutilier

What a terrific night at work ( Read more... )