I'm awake at 7:07 am. Becuase I'm going to get my temps. Hopefully. No one is home, they took the dogs with them. Either they're walking the dogs, or they finally ran away to persue their childhood dreams of joining the circus. Likely the first. And I'm stupid in the morning ( Read more... )

Modest Mouse was amazing. I stood then whole time at the top of the hill, by the sound booth, and could see everything. All the people stretching down across the huge lawn, down to the fucking expression on their faces. They kicked my ass. Although they mostly played songs from their new album, I was still in awe. I now have a shirt to wear every ( Read more... )

I finally finished One Hundred Years of Solitude. It may very well be the best book I've ever read, it may be. I read it in the sun and in dark and outside of an apartment building when I was too scarred to stay. My paranoia made me cry today, for the first time since lordknowswhen. It's unnecessary. Fuck.

My mouth tastes like you.

I ate dolmas and fiddled with a slice of lemon and listened to singing that sounded like a sad young beautiful Tom Waits. I want to prove myself to you, prove that I can earn it. I want to make my mama's heart better and ensure that it'll never be a question of quality of life, not for me and not for anyone. I will be forgiven, one day, for all of ( Read more... )

I know you don't want to see it, but here it is, the dreaded list of homework ( Read more... )

I dreampt I ate wood ( Read more... )

I'm just about ready to burn this motherfucker down, although I'd miss it like hell. I'm so close to telling everything to fuck off. Not for any reason in particular, but the inertia. The stinking tedium. Homework and projects and guilt and obligations - fuck off. It's time for books and parks and menthols and earning every scrap of happiness I ( Read more... )

I drempt something about Charlotte and Josh making out, but it's been too long since this morning and now I don't remember what it was.

I have so much work to do.

Today I learned that holocaust means
totally consumed by fire.
(holo, like halo, like Helios)

Hi Noah. Love.

I'm back motherfuckers. And ready to kick some ass, crunk style.  Seriously, I will be putting up with zero bullshit. You have been warned.

Know that I'm here for you. Know that I love you, trust you, and will unquestioningly stand behind you until you give me explicit reason not to. I may not always [usualy] know how to react, how to help. But I' ( Read more... )

It's lunchtime, and food is for the very gay. One day, I will have constant and reliable means of communication. Not beging able to talk, or at least write to the people I love is extreamly unsettling. I can't focus when I don't know how my friends are doing ( Read more... )