I think I may have trespassed against my better judgement

The complexities of life feel like swimming a mile in jello.

K folks, I'm breaking my livejournal silence for the following ( Read more... )

Being home is weird.

I don't really belong here anymore
All I can think about is things unfinished and how they might end

Things don't seem that different.
I expected that things happen as fast here as they do at school.

I don't write on this terribly often

But joy is flowing out my fingertips.

I wish every day were like a single hour and a half conversation.

There is actually a difference in quality between Miller and Full Sail.

My room smells strongly of tomato sauce.

I do not know why.

We do not eat tomatoes in the room.

I think it may remain one of life's great mysteries:

why does my room smell of tomato sauce?

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Yesterday there was an earthquake in Peru. It came up on the seismograph here. Anyone on campus who wants to see the record - go to the geo hallway in mudd. It's in one of the display cases.

I wrote a paper today.

I'm terribly tired.

I would like to sum up today with the following quote from Bertolt Brecht

"Our activity has none of the pleasure of exploration, and if we want to make an impression we do not say how much fun we have got out of something but how much effort it has cost us."

- Brecht On Theater 1933-45

Well another weekend is upon us.

It might get sort of lame towards the end when I realize I have oodles of shit to do and have put it off until I can't think any more.

I said home the other day and I didn't mean Portland.