I'm all torn up inside.

And I don't know what to do or who to talk to...or what to say. Because I'm not sure I know what it is that's got me broken.

I was bored the second I woke up this morning ( Read more... )

I need to be home. Not because I particularly miss home. I think I need some noise. It's disturbingly quiet here. And I keep wanting to find Sara or Anna or Eric or now Diana and do something. But they've all returned to their respective corners of the United States. There isn't a single person in the dorm right now. I know because I looked ( Read more... )

I never have anything to say in Livejournal anymore. Interesting things happen, but I don't have the energy or articulation anymore to explain them. The volunteer police officer that directs traffic at M St. and Wisconsin was hit by a car on Saturday. Kyle and I saw the aftermath. I'm not very intrigued by graffic violence in movies, but I was ( Read more... )

So, this weekend was Fountain Day and Howie Day was at the Vern ( Read more... )

I have 154 "friends" on my Buddy List ( Read more... )

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I was going through my extremely full e-mailbox...and found this e-mail from Kyle. It made me giggle. I needed to delete it, but decided to save it forever in my livejournal. Enjoy ( Read more... )

This past weekend was fun.  Got free coffee and cookies and ( Read more... )

So, the new Jack Johnson CD is pretty hot.  Kyle and I listened to it all weekend.  Well, we listened to Banana Pancakes.

So Kyle e-mailed me a picture last night.


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