Oh shit. I spent way too much today. Lets review, shall we ( Read more... )

I've been at home for less than two days, and i already want to gouge my eyes out with a spoon of boredom. Christmas was... eh. the usual, my inventory includes ( Read more... )

Today has been strange. in fact, the last week has just been one disturbing vortex of spinning doom. Today was just the end of it. It started on last wednesday... well no. really it started before that. Really the beggining of all this was last saturday when i had dinner the first time with his mom. At that point i had still deluded myself into ( Read more... )

Peace to the motha fuckin middle east.

we out.

back on christmas eve... i gotta check out from the dorm.

I've been having problems with my back lately. I'll start to lay down, or become idle, and the right side along my spine with throb with pain. The muscle is knotted beyound reason, and i finally stooped to taking a vicoden to survive the hell i've been dealing with for the last four weeks ( Read more... )

I went to phoenix today. I stopped at my parents house just long enough to gift my folk, and then Phil and i went to get Megan from ASU. i took one of my finals in the morning, and i kicked its ass. I finished the whole thing in 32 minutes. my essay questions were massive. it was scary ( Read more... )

Today, after way too much sleep, Danny, Minh, Lisa, and I went to the street fair. Its alot like the one in phoenix, only in phoenix less people go to it. Tucson is odd that way. Lisa and i ate fry bread, and all of us got sucked into these spinning marble things that were for lack of a better word, fricken hypnotic. we spent 10 minutes staring at ( Read more... )

I called my parents today, because it was my dads birthday. and i figured it was prolly a good time to tell him i'm moving to Chicago. My Dad actually seemed sort of shocked, but he also seemed to know it was comming. Maybe he isnt half as blind as i though he was. He didnt complain, he asked if i changed my major, and i said that my major is why i ( Read more... )

"Isnt everything a little weird?" She asked on the subway. dirty and cold her feet touched the floor. "when i close my eyes i want to beleive that i'm not here, paying 60 cents to get on the subway that i wish would kill me. I want to beleive that i'm not walking in the snow in old boots, to get home, to go back to my dreams of a childhood that ( Read more... )

"I hate the snow. Everytime it crunches underfoot i feel as if nails are scratching across a chalk board. I flinch. Snow makes my whole life feel less important when each tiny fleck floats through the sky, its a sick and terrible metaphore for the pointlessness of existance. Snow is so much like humans its almost frightening, no two the same, ( Read more... )