Sometimes I forget I'm a writer, down to my bones. I really, truly forget. Sometimes, I have mild panic attacks where I don't think I'm cut out for this. I'm a horrible writer. What am I thinking, I can't write. This will never pay the bills and I barely write now, how can I write AND have a full time job at the same time? This will never ( Read more... )

Yup. That's right. I'm in Germany. And I'm actually excited to go back to the States. Is that weird or what? But I miss having my own bed to sleep in. I miss being able to go wherever whenever and knowing how to get there. Or at least having my GPS tell me. I miss being able to go to the store and then cook my own food. I miss my books. I ( Read more... )

Is it ever ethically right to kill someone? It's a good debate question ( Read more... )

im leaving June 19th. No joke. just bought the ticket ( Read more... )

Okay. I feel like I'm acting immature about this. But I really, really, really don't think I am ( Read more... )

so friday night, stasi and i stayed up all night, taking walks, chatting, listening to music, talking politics. then around 4:30 in the morning, we started talking about the news and japan and were compelled to turn on the tv. lo and behold, there was a nuclear reactor meltdown in process. we were so tired and wired that we laughed but then went ( Read more... )

that is the question. go volunteer on farms for free food and housing, quit my job, potentially lose my boyfriend and risk not having a job when i get back all for living a bohemian life like i've always wanted, traveling for very little money or even for free around europe also like i've always wanted, and have possibly the biggest adventure of ( Read more... )

theres going to europe during the summer, a stupid yet relevant, almost obligatory, decision. to drop everything, to move out, move into myself, drop the boy and learn who i am, learn what i can be. possibly die in a scary back corner hostel. would it be worth it? probably. go to the globe. see stonehedge. meet crazy european people who let ( Read more... )

I have no idea what I'm doing with my life anymore ( Read more... )

The other week, I went to Chris's camp up in Pulaski and one night while we, Mike, Chris, Martin, and I were all sitting around a fire on the beach, we got into a discussion about why Buffy is great. And my first thought was because it was a feminist show, but after discussing it a little bit, I realized that's not why I like Buffy. I like Buffy ( Read more... )