two entries so close on are unheard of, i know, but i've got the makings of bad dreams rattling around my imagination. there are some nerves more sensitive to the touch than others, some thoughts that don't bear sleeping on.

the last few years summer has felt like an intermission between acts, the time that passes in the three years later you ( Read more... )

oh, i'm done. for a little while at least. and i shall sleep the sleep of the just and abandon myself to cliche.

well, amigos, i have returned. and resisted the impulse to refer to terminators 1, 2, or 3; macarthur, and all those other round-trippers ( Read more... )

I wonder how skilled you are at living on the edge between the light and dark, between delirious joy and haunted dreams, between forever and never.
--ripped from The Austin Chronicle, 12/7/2001Have you ever started seeing themes in unrelated, unimportant everyday incidents? Some ideas jump out at me from their positions hidden ( Read more... )

there is some damn bug in OSX that disappears applications from my hard drive faster than you can say "pinochet," and the fourth livejournal update program in a semester has just fallen victim. i don't understand.

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i'm home alone tonight ( Read more... )

I'm done with my English for the semester but it's not sinking in yet. I'm almost sorry. It's sick and wrong, but once I've found the idea I want to chase it through every twist and turn it takes. It's exciting. It's a change from all the wretched statements of the obvious that plague high school and bad college classes. I feel like every now ( Read more... )

2Pime since i've observed this particular rite, something has to have happened, right? but i don't know what it is. it seems like what happens in my life has fragmented away from the need to be recorded, has more to do with experience. it's that time of year to be getting wistful, but then it always is by some calendar. and even though my ( Read more... )

i'm on a roll
i'm on a roll
this time
i feel my luck could change.it's not that i'm not interested in my classwork at the moment. it's all right. i'm just starting to feel the walls of the ivory tower close in. if i had some greater calling, i'd feel like i belonged here in the protected indoors; french translations of theater vocabulary are a ( Read more... )

any day as long as this is bound to end in livejournal. maybe it's just because procrastination has embedded itself into my lifestyle so deep it's taken over, but having time to do all the little chores i put off and then some is somehow depressing. if i have time left over at the end of the day and nothing to do in it, i feel like it's wasted. ( Read more... )