sometimes i just kinda wonder what the point of me being here is. i really wish i could just move back home with my parents. they make me feel special, they care about me. yeah, if i could get chris to come live with me at my parents house... that'd be the life. they could feed me and baby me and chris could snuggle with me and life would be great ( Read more... )

i have pneumonia. i'm not dying or anything, it's minor, but technically i have pneumonia.

i mean, seriously. what the fuck.

well. had a weekend. went out with my sister and chris friday, met up with some friend's of amanda's out at general beauregard's. ha. i went to general beauregard's. that is just... funny. the guy we met, jim, is a guy amanda dated a long time ago. i hope they date again, he is super nice, i like him a lot. she tried desperately to get me drunk, ( Read more... )

you might wonder, what type ( Read more... )

modernism is so ( Read more... )

next weekend will be better. my sister will come up, she'll take me out... i love my sister, she's a funny drunk, it doesn't bother me with her, she's going somewhere in life, she got rid of ryan and now i don't have to worry about her anymore, she's finally my big sister and takes care of me ( Read more... )

i am having all sorts of strange artistic and intellectual cravings this morning. yeah, that's right. last night i craved pizza, and this morning it's collages. and writing. and reading for -fun-, not class. and talking to people about books and ideas (booey, that conversation we had one time at taco bell is still one of my favorites. only we would ( Read more... )

after a long fight with chris, things are better.

someone found my uga card and returned it.

my cool roommate from orientation -finally- called me, and we are going to get coffee tomorrow after class.

yay. woo-ha.

last night this was a rant about alcohol. but i'm so over that today.

today i'm just... empty as hell.

"want you to know that i miss you
i miss you so." - finch

So long sweet summer ( Read more... )