it all started six yrs ago when sophia met jon. she was 16 and he was 19. they, um, "fell in love..." she, according to him "broke his heart," while he, according to her, was really gross and disrespectful and didnt have any sort of idea about how to treat women. she ended the relationship b/c he was gross and disgusting after about a year of ( Read more... )

school is done. i am done with school. the underlying anxiety of "i need to be doing something else" that has haunted me all the time for the past five years is slowly subsiding. i didnt walk in graduation. and i didnt really do any conventional kinds of celebrating... instead, ive been celebrating by finally allowing myself to be immersed in ( Read more... )

i have successfully finished college and am looking forward to being an adult in the best way possible -- credit card debt, car repairs, building a career -- all that jazz... have been looking into horticulture grad programs and it looks like i might actually have to take that math class i never took at simons rock and countless of other science ( Read more... )

it's raining! feels like we jumped from winter right into summer and there was no juice for the plants or any transitonal weather for the humans here in the berkshires. as im writing this, im remembering that i left the sweet-peat uncovered and a couple of tools out -- hopefully my goddess of a boss saw that and took care of my irresponsibility, ( Read more... )

im living in a small cabin in the middle of the civilized woods of new marlboro. i like living in a different town. i thought it was still great barrington until last week and it makes the cabin a better place to be for some odd reason. im still in the midst of floating, even though i have a place to put my stuff for right now. ill be in the ( Read more... )

im finding myself faced with a station wagon, no money, tons of debt, and no place to live. at least there's the credit cards that i can take money out on and at least i have a big enough of a car that i could sleep in it if it came down to it... but then there's the house that im moving out of that ive constantly got to return to... and im ( Read more... )

how's this for starters--?
"i cant live with you anymore because being around you doesnt make me feel good and im tired of not feeling good. this is not to say that you are the entire reason for me feeling shitty, but your a solid fucking contributor, asshole!"

for once in my life, all the drama that ive encountered recently hasn't been on account of me freaking out. i seem to attract disaster ( Read more... )

the past month seems to have crumbled into a huge mess right into the worst part of the winter. i seem to have haphazardly (?) avoided getting entirely crushed by all the debris that comprises every part of my life -- the friends, the (ex)girlfriend, the job situations, the thesis... everything is broken except for my feet and my hands. even my ( Read more... )

i love smoking again. the black pack american spirits are the way to go, hands down.

and i love my new navy blue, 240 volvo station wagon. i heard that style of car earns major badass indie rock points, which i think is amusing b/c havent they always been the badass kinds of cars to drive?