I've been feeling appropriately melancholy and thus this post. Even as I pack my bags and start saying goodbyes to all and sundry, I wonder what the past 3 months have brought to me. Going back and facing multitudes of "How was your summer?" and "Wow awesome, that sounds great! Oh what I did? Well I did x and y and z but your summer sounds so much ( Read more... )

He's brilliant, once again. Sense how I am reaching the end of a long tunnel. YES, 1970s!

When I see a couple of kids
And guess he's fucking her and she's 
Taking pills or wearing a diaphragm,
I know this is paradise

Everyone old has dreamed of all their lives
Bonds and gestures pushed to one side
Like an outdated combine harvester,
And everyone young ( Read more... )

He makes me happy. Especially when all you traitors (kidding) are asleep on the other side of the planet and I've got a neurotic person and his partner on the other side of the table yelling "Fuck!" at his computer every few seconds (kidding, I love him, but he IS neurotic). SO MUCH WORK.

Keat's When I have fears that I may cease to be

When I have ( Read more... )

 Don't remember if I've posted this before. It's hilarious and highly appropriate ( Read more... )

 "You're so talented, we don't know what to do with you."

She was just being nice, but it was high praise. My week has been made slightly happier.

edit 10/5:

And today I think I might have just gotten one of the most meaningful presents in my life. Praying hard that it's a sign.

In other parts of my life, yes I deserved to be able to let loose tonight ( Read more... )

 I find myself fighting so hard to get what I want.
Tired of assholes, blasé mindfuckers, irresponsible dickheads, temperamental weather, politics, school work, loneliness, discipline.
Other people have things dropped in their laps.

I need sleep. And excitement.

Groping back to bed after a piss ( Read more... )

The fascination of what's difficult ( Read more... )

 Dear XXX,
I don't really know how to tell you this, but our romance is over. I think I realized it when I finally changed my underwear in your car and I saw you pour syrup on my boyfriend. I'm sure you're frostbitten enough to understand that the middle-east is planning their revenge on you. I'm returning your Hannah Montana underwear to you, but I ( Read more... )

As the weeks go by, I find myself wishing for home more and more. And I miss all of you - Dish, Mags, Sarah, Rox, Tush, Joh... and all the other people that have access to this. Dee - I'll see you in SF, Kushner's Paradise ( Read more... )