This is a rarity for me, but livejournal serves as a PA system to quite a varying number of people I've come across, grown close to, or have known for years, so for once I'm making what can be construed as a "personal" post ( Read more... )

Tough on his luck and down in the dirt ( Read more... )

“We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring

Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.”

T.S. Eliot

So last night I might have kind of snapped for a five hour period in which I saw no human being living or dead. The campus here seemed like a post-apocalyptic world what with everyone abandoning it for reading week. This, combined with a forty-eight hour lapse in my sleeping schedual, may have had me seriously believe that I was the last man on ( Read more... )

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I lurk. This is my "schtick" as it is so aptly named. I creep in and out of people's livejournals. Briefly, I pry open their personal lives and feast upon the fruits of their most private thoughts and darkest desires before merrily going on my way. At least this is how I see it, given all of their quiz results. You people are weird.Really, I open ( Read more... )

Dear Lyndsey,

On behalf of all those who are nineteen; I welcome you!

Much more personally, on behalf of all of us still eighteen; you can go to hell.

...and uh, I love you and hope you have a wonderful birthday... bitch.

Since I hardly ever post I'll just remind all of you cold forgetful bastards that this is Ted ( Read more... )

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My Dad's company is starting to close shop, but he could be offered a job that would start this spring/summer. He said he would keep the job five years, then retire.

The thing's that, by the end of it, I'd have an accent just like his.

Hm.