I feel so divorced from my responsibilities right now. I can sit in a chair in pajamas and a too-large cubs shirt in a reclined, curled position and just look. look at things and think, and stare. have abbreviated conversations with my friend who is doing the same. we're thinking more than we're saying, but it's comforting to be thinking ( Read more... )

hey everyone.

im getting woozy so ill hurry this up, but i thought id let you know that my surgery went fine, im up and walking a little bit again, and ill be getting out of this hospital in a couple of days. ill write more later, but right now im too tired. much love,

-choz

being home is strange. a bit different than usual. rather than running around and seeing how many of my friends i can see and for how long, i do a lot of reading for classes and talking to lauren. I still see random friends, but it's less of a time crunching obsession and more of something that just happens. being home now is a lot like being ( Read more... )

it feels like a pretty good day. a twitchy day. Cool out but very bright, open sky and warm sun. I like being in it. The day is also largely open. I don't know what to do with it. I could go exploring. I really haven't tromped around this campus in a while. I could go a-reading, I'm supposed to have a novel read by tomorrow. I could play ( Read more... )

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Man, I got so excited about catching the 55 express bus, only to have it get passed by the regular 55 bus and lag behind it the whole trip. Now back in my day, express bus actually meant something. You'd see it rolling down, "X55" blazing across the electric sign, and it'd zip you through the route faster than you could blink, tan sarn it. it ( Read more... )

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Cubs won. They're back to an even record on the year, so good for them. The game on the radio and Lauren's mix cd made for the listening experience on my way back home. I went to Indy to see her for the weekend, and like always, it was one of those wonderful stretches of days that seem to just blink away in a matter of moments. I hate how that ( Read more... )

Wow. So first of all, I'd like to give out a big 'what the fuck' to the entry i wrote last night. I don't remember that happening at all, good lord. I remember typing something but i figured it was an email. I also remember playing with my dog, and walking up to the church at the end of the block. it had a wooden playground thing, that may or ( Read more... )

that alarm, that alarm set for 8 am when you've been staying and waking up so late lately. 8 am, nothing can keep you up at night like knowing you'll be up at 8 am. it plays with your mind and never lets go of it. so i went to bed maybe at 130, and i fell asleep maybe at 330. then I woke up at 6 am. Why the fuck did i wake up at 6 am? Because ( Read more... )