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Graduated. Feeling weird about it. Laid out among a streak of papers on the living room floor, grading and idly checking with the rest of Cerberus about the logistics of getting stupid drunk tonight. I don't feel any different, except that I keep wanting to plan around when to get in to the department next week to check in with various professors ( Read more... )

( one of the many great tragedies of higher education )

Jim doesn't hate me! Erin actually wants my company sometimes! Life doesn't suck today, perhaps because it wants to make it up to me after yesterday.

I'm so full of feelings. And syntax. I'm too awful to function, doing normal human things like cleaning and laundry are three-day processes with crying and throwing things and I feel like a fucking teenager, this is ridiculous, I was supposed to grow out of this

J's new status message - Away 8:25 AM
me: [redacted] but that iphone video thing was really weird and cool
like your arm falling asleep and then you see the arm but can't use it
only
J: What thing?
me: my body
Joey: What iphone video thing?
I don't recall
And [redacted]
me: oh on monday night when we were all fucking aorund with [ ( Read more... )

She has the weirdest taste in bodies; she has perfectly reasonable taste in people, I guess, but the bodies attached are dramatic, non-standard, out on the fringes of the bell curve of acceptable. Perhaps she specifically seeks out these errant rocketships, but maybe it's just a coincidence, and the people she tends to like tend to, for unrelated ( Read more... )

Confidential to the lead singer who broke the poet's heart a few years back ( Read more... )

Monday ( Read more... )