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Inventory at Filenes saw its final hours today as Spencer and I pressed onward through fatigue and grim self-doubt ( Read more... )

It is profoundly lonely on Bard Campus right now.

It feels like the universe is being smudged.

Mom: Isn't he cute?
Me (or my sister): Who, Shmooey (nickname for our cat)?
Mom: No, Jesus.

"I think puns are funny" - Jacqueline Moss, 11/29/04

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I've left my LJ for quite a while, and now I hardly know what to say. With a closed mouth and an occassional lifted eyebrow, I'm watching this joy epidemic (so labelled by Emilia) as a spectator. That's not to say I'm not enjoying myself; I've had many a hearty laugh these days. A brief summary is called for; forgive me if it is fragmented. The ( Read more... )

Don't tell him, but some nights, when Adam's snoring, I get out of bed and put my testicles in his mouth.

It's like playing chicken.

...or Kingston town, as I like to call it. Such was Saturday. Laura drove Ben and I there, and we searched for a futon for under my bed. Unfortunately, both Walmart and Target were sold out. Alas. We did , however, purchase some more dirt-cheap DVDs, and also a few items at Good Will. I got a nifty cheap suit and we bought a present for Nick ( Read more... )

I'm not going to bother with a detailed account of the past week or so. I'll just say that I'm fairly content. No particular incident is responsible for this, but it's nice to be at ease. Strangely enough, I'm feeling as if I like everyone. I've just let go of my negative reactions to people, and they'll have to earn new ones if they're so ( Read more... )