i wish i had ginormous knitting needles

i really don't feel like working... i'm sitting here doing trig on post it notes with no discernable aim and drinking crystal light from a pint glass... and i just realized that a pen must have leaked in my bag because my camera is ink stained... character...

believe... not live... lie... lie... eve... be... be lie eve... belie... *sighs*

i'm cold...

fall has yet to come to the suburbs... the leaves remain steadfast and stubborn... i’ve bitten all my nails... i no longer possess any armourments with which to retaliate... this is my white flag... but none of us are naïve enough to believe this is my last stand...

jumping pictures... what a weird hobby... the magnetic fields sound like robots... but emo robots... so... it's kinda nice...

organicmechanicalorganic... creationdestructioncreation... creation... ha... funny... if this were the story we're all holding our breath for it to be, we've run laps around the sun... rings... no.. that's saturn... that story called for 7 days for the creation of... well... creation... this is hardly a solar system/socially (dys)functional ( ( Read more... )

things to hold off on:
-that existential crisis (that's been visible in our eyes' for decades)
-becoming a hermit
-that conversation, that car that video game

vegetables... all... of... yes... if if only our literature was slightly more post modern (post moderner?) slightly more self reflective (self reflectiver?)... well... "here's to characters on the written page/here's two characters on the written page ( Read more... )

and we've always been such a fierce lioness that we spent our endless nights alone... but we are women, hear us roar... so here's the most pressing question on the stone table for this evening... if a lioness roars in the forest and there is no one to hear it, does she make a sound? and that's why you independant thinkers are so sad... it is the ( Read more... )