"So then you're standing on some balcony, smoking some cigarette and staring at some patch of sky and thinking about how twelve hours ago it was four in the afternoon and the hills of Berkeley were glowing golden in the fiery fall sun. But that was twelve hours ago, and how quickly all the moments in our lives plummet away from us, the way a silver ( Read more... )

Fuck, why do they make benadryl containers so hard to open? You have to go find a fucking knife to cut through the foil, and that's the last thing I want to do when my concrete-packed sinuses are weeping for chemical relief ( Read more... )

I am seriously considering the idea that I am not (and may never be) ready for college. I know that this is typically the kind of realization you arrive at during your first year at school, but I was never the one to do things the proper way, anyway ( Read more... )

Ohhhhhhhh man, I am addicted to Dr. Pepper and the way the can feels so cold in my hand and the tiny exploding sound it makes when you open it and the way it hits the spot like nothing else ever could. If someone offered me the choice between a joint or a can of that sweet, sweet elixir, I would totally pick the can ( Read more... )

My room here at City Park #209 is really dark all the time - our apartment is at the bottom of a huge concrete pit, far far away from the sun, covered in cigarette butts and empty two-liters of Fanta. I want to put some potted plants out there but they'd just die ( Read more... )

So I got my computer back (and yeah all the files were gone but in a way that's kind of nice ( Read more... )

So, briefly ( Read more... )

My granddad was a radio operator in the army air corps during the second World War, and he served as part of a flight crew charged with transporting medicine, officers, and other urgent freight from Northern California to places like Guam and Hawaii in the Pacific theater. One morning late in the war, after the Germans had surrendered, his crew ( Read more... )

These big quiet nights are drifting away like paper lanterns over a waterfall. I'm spending my evenings watching re-runs of Aqua Teen Hunger Force and Reno 911!, playing guitar and fucking around online until evening becomes early morning and I plug myself into my bed and hit the off switch ( Read more... )

Free iPods for Duke Freshmen.

What gives? I want one!

-I'm madly, madly in love with my new guitar. I was going to elaborate on that but I realized it would just sound stupid and nerdy. But basically I'm learning like the entire Rolling Stones catalogue (sp? am i british?), and I can more or less play every song I want to learn. I rule.

( A's game on friday night: the fact that I was drunk-dialing before we even entered the Coliseum is a good indicator of how the evening went. )