Even though according to my friend Darrin's astrology book, I'm a Cancer, I believe I am definitely the Gemini they describe in here. This shit is awesome. There is a section where they divide the months into thirds. I'm in the third decanate (since my birthday is on the last day of the sign) and I am describe as the "unruly intellectual ( Read more... )

Sometimes my friends don't get where I'm coming from ( Read more... )

I looked around today and realized that certain people will always need an arena in which to impress others, a stage to perform on. They will never be secure in themselves or in God, they will always care what others think, they will always be childish. And I am not one of them ( Read more... )

Where do broken hearts go ( Read more... )

Glassboro is a down-home country farmer's wet dream. It's full of those annoying rolling green hills and gives the appearances of looking like it just got spewed out of Swell-Land when really it's anything but. Days I dream about food and having lots of money, nights I wish I were in places like San Francisco gaping at the Golden Gate or cruising ( Read more... )

It's weird to me that the sun is shining so brightly when everything was so grey this morning, and dismal, like two different days. This morning my shoes and socks were soaked through with water from the ground, with water falling from the sky, with water falling from my eyes. and now everything is all bright and cheery and looks like it had a ( Read more... )

through lack of a computer and school being in session, I haven't had access to any kind of technology for a while. Feels good to "write" again, though I have to admit I'm one of those writers who prefers pen and paper to typing on a computer. It's just another night back at the house I grew up in, where unfortunately I am stuck for the next few ( Read more... )

it's the last day for three of my classes. Hallelujah. Then two more classes tomorrow, then work and finals to finish for next week, and I'm good to go. I should be pleased ( Read more... )

i'm chillin at Alex's i'm a little drunk i had seven shots of Blackhaus has anyone ever heard of that ( Read more... )

So I emailed Mom and asked her The Question. If worse comes to worse, she said I can move back home for the summer, if I have nowhere else to go. Personally, I'd rather go to Hell, but since I don't want to be homeless, I may not have a choice. Here's another thing. She said not only would I have to go back to following HER rules, (which I ( Read more... )