i was reading back a year ago and thinking about what things were like then... my life in shambles, my car on the blink, my stomach completely empty and me losing weight practically every minute. i think i was the fattest ive ever been and the skinniest ive ever been in a matter of three or four months. thank you, laura, for all of that - the ( Read more... )

im learning to climb the palm trees like never before -- i can actually be twenty or so feet up in the air and feel comfortable walking around on the fronds/leaves/palapas - so many words for them and so few people know what to call them... it's a really fucking incredible feeling to be up in the air and sitting in a tree ( Read more... )

we are almost finished constructing our greenhouse and that means that ive got to pick up more responsibility and actually make all these various projects happen. and im not really sure what that means... exactly... as far as action goes ( Read more... )

apparently, in the situation described above in the subject heading for this entry, you update your long-lost lonely love child of a livejournal in hopes that it will curb late night cravings for a cigarette and drunkenness and sex ( Read more... )

i thought that when i got here that things would be different. alison was right when she said that id experience all sorts of waves of emotion. yesterday i was relaxed and happy. today, im not. today, right now, im lonely and unhappy. when will this boredom and anxiety subside?

im leaving tomorrow morning and i got my period today. it's a perfect ending. a new cycle. and by the time it's over, i'll be in the fresh beginning of my new life in cali. fuck menstration. this is putting a huge hanger in the next twenty-four hours. i wanted to have sex. oh well ( Read more... )

at dinner with alison, andrew, and deirdre the other night i discussed a new brilliant plan hatched by moi to bicycle up the coast of cali from the date farm. i must explain that this has been due to the fact that ive been riding my bicycle, as im car-less all of a sudden. there's been this freedom that ive forgotten about - go anywhere that your ( Read more... )

so, my car is officially dead. it's just not worth fixing and it's just not worth selling and it's just not worth giving away and it's just not worth anything. my dream car - the fucking car that ive wanted since i was twelve years old - is no longer mine. i will continue to lust after a volvo 240 station wagon. all of this is due to a leak in ( Read more... )

my car died on the highway yesterday while i was bringing it to boston. im terrified to let the car go... i think it might be the transmission... its my dream car, the only car ive wanted since i was twelve. the beautiful boxy lines and that sleek metal line right under the windows - how ive longed for that set of wheels... and now that ive ( Read more... )

2.5 wks left until plane departs from boston to bring me to long beach, california.

emotion: fucking terrified

reason behind emotion: no idea what the long term itinerary is and think may have fallen in love [i am such a FUCKING IDIOT]