I feel like crap.  I am going to sleep.

I am twenty.  Yeah, it happened.  Well, I suppose technically not for a few more hours yet, but even so.

I'm in dire need of sleep, more than anything else, so will perhaps attend to that.  But am glad to at least have been awake during the last few hoursof nominal teen-dom.

Taking a hiatus from blogging in general. There are probably better ways to
stay in touch with people, and I am frustrated by my own blogging habits at
the moment. Will probably continue to update the book list, and alternate
means of staying in touch are still welcomed and encouraged.

5-9-07

dear universe

well gee golly wow isnt life great

hugs and kisses

shaw

ps FUCK

It's beautiful outside right now.  The weather is perfect, and the moon is full.  I want to be walking around out there ( Read more... )

My inability to write my history paper has started to recede.  Unfortunately, the good weather provides a much-welcomed new distraction.  Progress continues at a crawl.  Still, I'm not complaining, really.  The block seems to be dissipating, and life is pretty far from terrible.  I wish I didn't feel so directionless, but what is a bootless college ( Read more... )

I hadn't realized that depth is something one can run out of, but I seem to have managed it.  I'm somehow stuck in the second dimension.  Everything has fallen flat.  I can draw as many surfaces and cross-sections as I like, but put them all together and I still have something that is only an abstraction, an illusion, of depth ( Read more... )

I'm sitting by myself in the common room now.  Nobody's around.  I've dropped the class, but I still feel like I should be in the lab.  I can't think about anything else, and this troubles me.  So, naturally, I'm writing bad poetry for the Livejournal ( Read more... )

I haven't eaten well, slept well, or worked well for over a week now.  I'm feeling panicky, frightened, frantic.  I don't want to be around anybody right now, but being alone seems like a terrible idea.  I have too much work to do in not enough time.  This is nothing new.  I may have just perjured myself because I thouhght "east" and said "west".  ( Read more... )

For those of you who have managed not to hear about it yet:

Yes, I was hit by a car Saturday night.
No, nothing is broken.
Yes, my left arm will be in this sling for a few days at least.
Yes, I feel really crappy right now.
No, it was not a hit-and-run.
No, I am not suing the guy.

I'd offer more details, but typing one-handed is really difficult.