dammit all to hell i love reading ( Read more... )

if gas prices weren't so fucking high, i think i'd grab some beers and drive to the coast; take a swim right now. the rain is mean to the point of exasperation tonight. it's not oppresive, just... makes me wish for action. i want to be kinetic, a big blinding spotch across the sky's periphery. i found out that sometimes you can see the aurora ( Read more... )

i talked with the little israli tonight. she keeps badgering me about myself; what i like about myself, what i don't, when i'm happiest, etc. it's like a fucking psych test. i don't mind her so much except that i'm always tired when she starts up with her questions, and i just don't really want to deal with it. she also thinks i'm the guy to ( Read more... )

i need to move all my stuff in at once instead of this gradual oozing process i'm exhibiting. all this trickling is making me nuts, and i haven't moved anything that plays music, so i feel so out of kilt. radiohead is playing, but i can't hear it. i feel like taking a drive for the simple fact that i have music in my car. i can be free in my car, i ( Read more... )

i shouldn't be this pretentious when writing shoud i? i mean, who am i trying to impress? can i keep up this string of questions? do i really want to ( Read more... )

monty python had it down... chinese fucking rule ( Read more... )

well this is it... the beginning of the beginning of the end. i didn't expect to be much of a writer, but i hope this spurs me in a direction... doesn't really matter which ( Read more... )