where you pay people to write your papers on god, and then spend your braincells creating a "waterfall." which, i hate to say, is actually an ingenius bong-thing. physics in the hands of potheads is a crazy thing. but seriously. dayum. i feel like a great student when i hear things like that. and, geez louise, we know that's a lie ( Read more... )

this screenplay is making me sad, which is good in a way because that's the right mindset to write it in, but i think my soul needs time to regenerate. i don't have any more to give right now. and if i did, it'd go to people, not words ( Read more... )

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thanks for all the good things, guys.

( for no reason )

tell me something good.

my dad on my life ( Read more... )

arthur miller is dead.
i know his plays were a little preachy, but i liked them. the ones i read. and i mean - he did it. he was commercially successful as a playwright. and he was married to marilyn monroe. and he's gone. i know it's not true, or not entirely true, but i really feel like this is the end of that generation of writers. i feel... ( Read more... )

good things:
ahmet's new castle
the arcade fire concert
friends
waking up early
new underwear
montreal for spring break with my favorite girl
books for fun
sam

bad things:
thucydides
character development
no one awake to get waffles with
8 am class on a monday
no mail on sundays
and especially thucydides

okay so ebay is hell. i am way too anxious. who does this? i can't move from my computer for the next two hours so i'm updating. and now my roomie's yelling at me cause i'm not doing my laundry. because i am GLUED TO THIS CHAIR ( Read more... )

i don't understand why things don't just appear as i want them. i am such an instant gratification child at heart. why don't i have four more hours? why don't i own cabaret? why don't i have any good ideas? goodness gracious. i am so fucking bitchy. sorry everyone who had to deal with me tonight ( Read more... )