Your eyes are shutting, the time is running,
when all of a sudden, from some deeper part of your mind,
a sheet, a pencil, a keyboard or stencil
reminds you that you're behind.
Your book unread, your mouth unfed,
your paper unwritten (and all you can think is "caffine!")
you find yourself once again in that Yom-Tov work disaster dream.

I'm leaving for Chicago again in 2.5 hours. sweet.

Last night I went out in Cleveland and had a lot of fun. No crazy and stupid frustrations, no dumb regulations. I even managed to wake up at 9:45am, though I spent most of the afternoon napping. wow.

Every time that I plant a seed
He said "Kill it before it grows."

My 14 year old brother had his friends over. They played baseball outside and watched a movie. The movie was Coyote Ugly. wtf?

I'm back in cleveland, and the taste of the moment is vanilla. Updates are unlikely, unless something crazy happens.

Sunshine and good times. My internet extends to the poolside. I have chosen this opportunity to be a huge brat; I spent the monring walking around East Hampton doing nothing but complaining and refusing to carry the bags of useless, expensive shit I bought.

From A Letter From Lesbia:( only if you like Latin )

Hegel= intellectual orgasm

Going Clevelandside for a few days, then off to NY for two weeks, coming back to Cleveland for the second half of August, and then Septembering in Chicago until the start of autumn quarter.