he was homeward bound, happy, satisfied with the melody of night.  the same romantic questions smoked cigarettes on the uneven roadside:  why is it  clearer at night?  and why do my toes lose confidence when graced with the security of a sock and shoe?  and why does the picture above the dashboard speak in fragments, and the view from the side ( Read more... )

i'm done with school and instead of being pumped, a few things have me pissed.

1. stay out
2. stop ASS making out of U and ME , thats how you get in trouble

bitches, i got nothin to say...

cept this little graph i made.


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These are the effects of poison ivy on the eye.
Day 3

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skydiving, this summer. dance party at 10 000 feet. whos up for it?

i'm officially afraid of the future. i could go to boston, and i could go to notre dame, but i'm not. too many people are not going to the school they want to go to, and it's because of money. i will go to boston for summer school.

anyway, missing people is an odd feeling, also difficult. but this helped:

these guys really had it out for each other ( Read more... )

i want to apologize to sarah kepa. and i want to thank sarah kepa. and i want to think sarah kepa understands what this is about. sarah kepa is one of my three favorite people, ever. and there was no specific incident that caused this entry, it has been a long time coming.

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so i'm on my laptop, on my couch, watching the price is right (i will soon start taking bets on when bob barker will die), and i should be at school right now. this is a very good situation.

i love the commercials played during the price is right. "hello i have diabetes (actually, he says something more like dybeetas) and i also have a handle bar ( Read more... )

i like the concept of a 500 year flood. statistics and probabilities have always bothered me, but i like this one. every 500 years, on average, there is this massive, biblical size flood. the one along the mississippi (m-i-s-s-i-s-s-i-p-p-i) in the early 90s was a 500 year flood. maybe i like it because even though they are only supposed to ( Read more... )

phones have never been important to me, i don't like to use them. i'm afraid of brain tumors, and i don't like asking (or answering) "can you hear me?" but i had a phone conversation last night, one of the longer ones of my life, 37 minutes ( Read more... )