it's so beautiful out today.

i haven't written in LJ for so long that the little pen icon for my client has slid entirely off my start menu. things have been good, on the whole. we watched a shurik movie in Russian today, so all's as it should be. i guess this is a little late, but i've wanted to describe my American Fiction professor for a while now. he's a stereotypical ( Read more... )

i'm sick, i don't know quite with what. i feel like some nasty, wet man is breathing all over me. i'm thinking about buying some leg warmers for the purpose of keeping my legs warm. updates as they occur.

i realized tonight that i am the kind of person who gets excited about trying out new sleepwear.

So Bob Dylan circa late 1950s/early 1960s is about the most attractive person ever.


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When I read more than a couple of poems and I don't understand any of them, understand probably not being the best word to use, I feel like I'm afloat in a sea of the fantastic and the unattainable, which, now that I come to think of it, is a familiar feeling. Did I steal that? Water water everywhere and not a drop to drink. Rime of the Ancient ( Read more... )

"Goethe pictures to himself that light and darkness relate to each other like the north and south poles of a magnet. The darkness can weaken the light in its working power. Conversely, the light can limit the energy of the darkness. In both cases colour arises." - here

i've put off writing about this for a long time, and i have nothing else to do tonight. i think i can feel september settling in... on my last evening in armenia, my aunt and cousin took me to a restaurant called Old Yerevan. we ate in the basement, which was decorated to look like an old armenian house. there was lavash hanging from the ceiling, ( Read more... )

is there an animal that doesn't move?

I just spent about an hour on myspace. God I hope it wasn't more than an hour. I managed to come full circle, from Brian to a guy I used to work with to that asian dj who works at red light, and somehow my cousin's circle of friends was woven in. I feel like I need an oxygen tank. I also never want to go out again.