[knock at the door]
ME: are you looking for ross?
7-YR OLD NEIGHBOR GIRL: i'm looking for susie.
ME: oh, she's not home yet.
GIRL: are you ross's brother? [pause] i mean sister.
ME: yes.
GIRL: why'd you cut your hair?

there is nothing i have to do today. nothing. i'm not even counting round midnight rehearsal at tonight, because we're only getting together to chat about things. no two hour rehearsal, since we had our final concert on friday (despite the odd venue - hallock - it went well!) and our folkfest performance on saturday. we want to record, because this ( Read more... )

»my themes ( Read more... )

winter term is wonderful ( Read more... )

i feel gross because of steak n shake at 3 in the morning is not good for you toll roads cost 50 cents to get there. ms. brockman is fantasmo, i am not tired, really!, i feel like quoting that robert frost poem about the snow and the wind an the many more miles to go is that right?

in calculus earlier today, i looked down at my left hand holding my pencil and could see exactly how my left hand was going to look when it had aged thirty years. this was chilling. having old-looking hands is really going to freak me out ( Read more... )

1997 was 10 years ago come january.

this shit is wack ( Read more... )

you see, it wouldn't be tech week without an embarassingly public breakdown ( Read more... )

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