I'm having a somewhat shallow crisis, that I know could be justified in eloquent, politically-righteous terms, but I seem to lack the brain power at this time of night.  Writing about it was somewhat motivated by this post on Jezebel: http://jezebel.com/5584867/what-i-wear-is-none-of-your-business

I am in the position for the first time in my life ( Read more... )

Pros

Home friends
Adorable cousins
Parents sometimes are cool
It isn't Finals

Cons

Seemingly allergic to every house I live in
I live in like 12 houses
Not seeing much of Francis, somehow
No Mills friends (the teensiest glimpse of Suzan, but that's it)
Ain't no sin in Cincinnati

My life is ridiculous, but not very exciting.  Stayed at Fran's the first few ( Read more... )

Things to do over break:

• Solstice party (Gay Witch Christmas)
• homeless advocacy
• apply for summer internships
• finish Battlestar Galactica

Potential New Years Resolutions:

• make a crazy quilt

This side of 2am is spooky to me.  By that I mean waking up at 2am.  Last night I read a good book instead of sleeping, and I've had three long naps/short nights sleep since then.

I still, I think, have a lot of packing to do.  I'm not sure.  There's this huge discrepancy between the fact that I can live indefinitely out of a backpack full of ( Read more... )

The empty pool in Tyler and Ryan's backyard is full and awesome.  Swam last night, swam today. Might swim some more when they get out of class.  While most folks are busy with their classes I reread Perks of Being a Wallflower, which I do think is a good book.  But probably also a stupid book to read when you're alone.  It didn't depress me so much ( Read more... )

( I wrote this the other day and forgot to post it. )

I am having a lovely time. The sun is out, not right now because it's night time, but in general. Things seem simple and I am happy. I've been having these glorious periods of clarity and happiness more frequency, and even though I know they end, I know they cycle back again. I find myself coming up against the question, "What will I do when I ( Read more... )

I should be able to pay into a sleep bank.  That bank should invest my sleep and give me interest.  Then I should be able to withdraw from it during times like this ( Read more... )

"Now I'm hunched over a typewriter
I guess you call that paintin' in a cave
And there's a word I can't remember
and a feeling I cannot escape
And now my ashtray's overflowing
I'm still staring at a clean white page
Oh and morning's at my window
she is sending me to bed again"

How many trees need to die for me to write a ten page paper?  Probably all of them ( Read more... )