Regarding that last post- I think I just experienced an existential crisis. I am on my way to stalking Ernest Hemingway. His life I mean. Minus the war and sexual impotence. Europe better have some answers for me, I don't want to commit suicide in Ketchum, Idaho.

You ever just feel like everything you used to know isn't there anymore, as if everything had changed but you just noticed? I was doing so well, and then I realized my childhood is gone.

I'm glad I didn't sell my We Shot the Moon album.

Last week I went to the beach and got very badly burned, most notably on my back and left chest area. The burn on my chest eventually blistered, leading me to label it a second-degree burn for dramatic effect. However, I've taken very good care of that burn, applying aloe vera on it daily, so damage has been minimal. I had gone a week without a ( Read more... )

Today, I watched Good Will Hunting for the first time during a thunderstorm. It was one of the best coincidences to happen in a while.

Today, I was officially accepted to the University of Kent. That's it. I'm leaving. I am moving across the ocean to the remnants of one of the greatest empires the world has seen, right in the middle of their ( Read more... )

Today started out great. I skipped Psychology and slept in, did not encounter too much traffic going to school and got to English on time to turn in my term paper. I had done it. Every stressful part of the week was over. And then, for some inexplicable reason, I was sick of everything. And I was annoyed with everything. Defense mechanism? I'm no ( Read more... )

Achilles Construction Company, I would never knowingly be in the vicinity of your work. Who knows, the pebble I kick that hits the corner back wall could cause complete destruction.

There's a hot fudge cake awaiting me once I survive this week.
I raced the thunderstorm all the way home yesterday. It won.

I got an email from NBC asking me to participate in a survey about the soap opera Days of Our Lives. My mom watches it, and since this seemed like a this-show-might-get-cancelled-unless-we-can-prove-there's-an-audience survey, I decided to take one for the team and sit through it ( Read more... )

...and the tag on the car in front of me said "B WTRLIKE."

Jon Stewart is my new hero.

My cat and I were in what I thought was an intense staring contest. Until he suddenly fell asleep.