He had had too many nights alone. Once he had enjoyed being alone. Now it was hard to be alone. He couldn't read any more, or, write, at night. Books he tossed aside after nervously flipping through them; the writing he tried to do turned into spirals and circles and squares and empty faces.--James Thurber

The next time my job uncomfortably resembles Office Space, I will remember this: the boring guy who issues my paychecks has washed his hair with Tide With Bleach. If anything, it's proof that the guys above me defy common sense in more creative ways than the average person.

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I'm so tired, I misread "DEFEATING DIABETES" as "DEAFENING DIALECTICS," and left my camera at work. Twice. Yeah.

One costume, one photo project, one test. Once all that's done, I should be fine until after my birthday.

I think that every time I haven't posted in nearly two months, I should post something as useless as what I'm posting. Yes? Yes.

You know, there are many people in the country today who, through no fault of their own, are sane. Some of them were born sane. Some of them became sane later in their lives. It is up to people like you and me who are ( Read more... )

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-Christmas was rather good. It was mostly family time with various aunts and uncles, though Michelle helped us break in my aunt's set of Things in a Box. I got the day after Christmas off, so I finally made the tour of destruction in Galveston (camera in hand, of course) and saw Australia with Mom, Aunt Beth, and Will (who keeps on bragging how he ( Read more... )

Let me not be too consumed with this world.
Sometimes I want to go home and stay out of sight for a long time.

Any of you crazy kids going to be in Houston the weekend after Thanksgiving (Friday onward)?

Anyone? Anyone? Buehler?