Dear Journal ( Read more... )

I wake up in a daze. Where am I? What's happening?
*click*
I have to go to work. I don't want to go to work. I have to write that paper. If I go to work I'll take a nap instead of write that paper.
I can't feel the sun yet. It's too early. I have the plague. I won't go to work.

I call work late.
"Elmer, I caught some kind of bug. I don't want to spread ( Read more... )

Almost forgot about this thing ( Read more... )

Adventures in PhiladelphiaI had to make copies tonight ( Read more... )

MY HANGMAN'S NOOSE IS RUINED!
FU SCRIPT TEXT!

I"m so fucking chipper right now ( Read more... )

So anyway ( Read more... )

I have 28 minutes ( Read more... )

So I'm returning to Hanover on Wednesday.

The view camera is coming with me.

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"My dreams are a cruel joke. They taunt me. Even in my dreams I'm an idiot... who knows he's about to wake up to reality. If I could only avoid sleep. But I can't. I try to tell myself what to dream. I try to dream that I am flying. Something free. It never works..."