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Rest in Peace Veera
Disclaimer: I'll try not to flower this up too much, but keep in mind that the old habits of gonzo writing cling to you like the smell of cabbage clings to apartment walls.
Date: November 6th, 2008 6:00PM-ish Location: SR-520 Westbound en route to Northgate to seek a cure for our Bard's red consumption.
I was recovering from my day of ( Read more... ) -
This Ridiculous College
Two hours of class spent listening to a career counselor talk to me like I'm a freshman ( Read more... ) -
The Unpacking
The Boy
As cute as he is, he cannot organize a damn thing to save his life. I am well aware that this could all just be a ploy to get me to do the work for him, but damn, why do the dishes need to take four different shelves? Why is the only closet automatically dubbed the 'coat closet' for his ONE coat? I'll pretty sure I'll be an alcoholic soon ( Read more... ) -
Only
Look over the study guide and website for the limbic system a couple more times, revise my self eval, and write two totally theraputic bitchy faculty evals and I am DONE. Free for three whole months. To read Robert Jordan, get ponies for two of my characters, wander around and get accostomed to Seattle, finish off Smallville, write some fan fic and ( Read more... ) -
Piecing it together
Two faculty have told me that I'm wrong in wanting to learn the way that I want to. Two faculty have told me that I don't have enough experience and that because I transfered in to Evergreen I am not yet ready to handle a fucking contract. I emailed Gene from last quarter just to complain a little (he's always good for hearing about the downfalls ( Read more... ) -
Moving is fun.
I am dying from all of the dust I've collected. My head is in a constant state of throbbing along with my lower back and various other body parts and muscles I haven't remembered since the last time I moved. It's nearly impossible to sleep with all of this excited expectancy in the air. It's impossible to pick out just one pair of shoes that will ( Read more... ) -
Love Poetry
"Air Tight Seal"
The day of, the hours before, the moments preceding
"Why, Hello there."
The blanket opens like sealed tight Tupperware
welcoming warm leftovers and ensuring that
they will last throughout the weekend
to reheat on Tuesday, but somehow
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Life is as it Should Be
I'm getting a significant amount of money back from my tax return. FAFSA filed and ready to go for schooling next year. Homework and dishes for the night done & done. There exists fundage in my savings account. There is nothing I want for, my consumer nature is dying inside. The money grubbing Jew in me is finally being let to have free roam. I ( Read more... ) -
Random bits of schooling.
I always end up locked into tragic little moments of introspection post coitus which end up in me asking him the strangest questions. Today it was, "How exactly are you supposed to cut yourself open when you commit seppuku?" He's gotten used to these strange questions and no longer asks about the train of thought associated with them, but rather ( Read more... ) -
Practicing Apocolypse
It's still really hard to believe that I'm in a place where the lighswitches actualy acheive light. The streets are eerie with patches of light and then nothing but blackness for 10 whole blocks. What happens to anyone with my filial blood when the power goes out? We fry up a chicken! The world of candlelight is romantic for a few hours at a time. ( Read more... )