i tried listening to "turn on the bright lights" at work tonight and i felt nauseated.

i just cried for the first time in weeks.

now i'm resigned to going to bed so i can get my all-too-typical 4 hours of sleep. good night.

"Time steals the infant, but the child he leaves ( Read more... )

one day, you'll wake up from your dreams, girl ( Read more... )

this entry is sentence fragments
emily is awesome
i got my bike fixed today (!!) and red/green/yellow/black griptape is now steadfastly on my handlebars
fucking freshmen. no more pre-gaming for you.
fucking RAs. no soup for you.
i'm dirty. need a shower.
thanks for ruining reading my life

May Jah bless yesterday, Monday, August 29th. I feel great.

I hate you. Really.

A little less than two weeks ago, I bought two canvases, some oil paints, and two brushes. Tonight, I began my first endeavor with that, and painted the vast backgrounds of two hills: one large and in the foreground, and the other in the distance, and it is drying so I can get back to it and script the bottom with "this is the place you end up ( Read more... )

Sunday was...long. I worked Midnight until 6 AM, came back to West Broad to sleep as long as I could, got up at about 11:30, made a tuna salad sandwich for myself, and ate it on my way back to GRC to work from Noon until 6 PM. I guess it wasn't as bad as I thought it could be? 4:30 AM is not a good time to be sitting at the desk in GRC. It's ( Read more... )

Moving Tip #12 from Budget Rentals ( Read more... )

I just put on my favorite (dark-brown Structure) shorts, and it made me remember a dream I had last night. In the dream, I went to put these shorts on, and as I buttoned them, the button popped off. I don't have a sewing needle or thread up here with me right now. If that's not a metaphorical parallel to what's going on right now, I don't know ( Read more... )