as of yesterday the smashing pumpkins announced that they're recording a new album. THE SMASHING PUMPKINS, only my favorite band ever. as long as it doesn't suck like zwan and thefutureembrace i will be happy.

i keep looking at the calendar i printed out for april, a careful abuse of one of my many ridiculous fonts (this particular gem is "Beyond Wonderland") and noting that most of the rectangles I've crossed out are empty, it's the ones that are left that have writing in them. inclassassignmentpapermeetingmidtermtelebears. breath. presentation. and ( Read more... )

despite my usual gullibility, i am generally aware of the date. but for the first time i can remember (or at least the first time in recent memory), my mom got me on an april fool's joke. she woke me up and told me that i had to hurry because it was an hour later because of the time change. i panicked, because i have a plane flight out of here at ( Read more... )

i really hate the spring equinox.

unrelatedly it looks like i have mono. and apparently no intention of doing away with my computer

I want to take a computer break, but it's so impractical ( Read more... )

the headline "cat has bird flu" incites a lot more emotional response in me than reading that any number of humans have bird flu. in fact, upon reading that article (the cat died), i for the first time felt any amount of gravity in the potential bird flu epidemic. something wrong with me? sometimes i genuinely cannot assign any perception of a " ( Read more... )

i can't sleep again. i don't even know how long i was in bed for anymore. maybe half an hour. i had coffee today, by the way, which was fucking stupid, but kind of delicious, but that was twelve hours ago so there is absolutely no way that that is what this is. i am just not tired. i woke up at 12 today, exhausted from the aforementioned ( Read more... )

there's a dead spider in our trashcan. i've been fixated on him for the past week and he's been dead for most of that time. when i first saw him, he was living, naturally. he was in the bathroom behind the toilet next to the tissue box. small. i don't know what kind of spider. the small, creepy kind. he was moving though and i, highly ( Read more... )

i'm sorry this day is over ( Read more... )

In their best incarnation, holidays represent a reminder that we are loved, and a reminder to show and tell those that we love that we do, in fact, love them. At their worst, holidays become a breeding ground for showy materialism and worst of all, obligation. This is easily applicable to Valentine's Day although I would argue that it extends to ( Read more... )