what is it with 24 hours? 24 hours somehow seems to mark eternity. not quite so much eternity, but... a sort of perpetual always-ness. if something is 24 hours, it is always. i feel like after that i could say that God is a 24 hour God. but that would put him into contemporary box that i really don't think he should be inside. a 7-11 God. (what is ( Read more... )

hmmm... livejournal has no livelihood now. it's like going to ea. but lots of things seem to have less livelihood than they did say, last year. point the finger at growing up, or at seasons changing, or merely at fads ending, but the things taht once held interest are sitting much emptier and the things that have seemed important but far away for a ( Read more... )

there used to be a vaguely stylistic placement of framed photos on my bathroom wall. five black and white 8x10s of old stars. until one day i had what at the time seemed like the longest shower anyone could reasonably have. (in fact, i don't know how reasonable it was. i sat on the bottom of the tub for most of it, doing nothing). tacs loosed and ( Read more... )

how silly are our plans? no. really. how silly? i can't tell whether they're all for naught, or whether we need them and need to keep forming them and dreaming them up. they're so unreliable. sometimes they can be like streams into a river, and they all come together and gain power and speed. sometimes they're like goldfish. sometimes like the ( Read more... )

her pants are a little baggy ( Read more... )

i had a dream the other night in which christina and i were living in dorms at sfu with a typical male college student... take that as you will. and we had a party in our room, but i didn't partake in hitting from the bong. no, not me. i had my own special sauce. a box of cereal, apparently by kellog, that got you high by some sort of psilocybe ( Read more... )

i had a couple of hours between shifts yesterday, so ryan and i ran to the carnival in cloverdale. it was small, sweet, cold and unpopulated. we bought enough tickets for three rides each, one of which was to be the ferris wheel of course, and left time for him to win me a giant stuffed creature. my ride of choice was the zipper, which, since we ( Read more... )

put on your poker face and pretend to think responsibly
give good advice and act like you're okay with the way things are
it's too bad you were spoiled as a child and everything's so hard

i was just about to post about my cute first valentine's day ever, and about the surprise i successfully prepared and pulled off for ryan, but umm... marcy wins.
you're beautiful marcy.

woke up, got out of bed, (dragged a comb across my head), got showered, got dressed, grabbed oatmeal, walked to busstop. 7am ( Read more... )