This post in memory to my great grandmother who died today.

Lola, I'll miss you- but I'll never forget what you were to me.

Today is a good day ( Read more... )

You know, it's odd. Occasionally, I get these odd bouts of morning sickness- except, you know, where I'm a guy. I wake up, feel the urge to vomit, can't move all that fast without triggering the reflex, and pretty much from there the rest of my day goes to shit. I suppose once I get the money I'll go to a doctor and ask for their opinion on it, ( Read more... )

So, a list of things done (As opposed to do) this weekend ( Read more... )

This semester broke me ( Read more... )

I'm back in Houghton, and currently up way too fucking late. Everything is holding a sense of wonder to me again, which I of course blame for my being awake. Everything feels simple, effortless. Things don't so much get done as they happen. And I'm running out of ways to say what I feel- it's like what's going on is at once too complex and too ( Read more... )

Ah, Christmas break. It's been relaxing; I no longer feel the maddening roughness of minimal sleep, and time with family has centered me again. It's amazing, to just be able to wander back and be replenished. And while this has begun to happen everywhere I go (In a painstakingly slow manner, however...), I wonder if it'll ever lose that sort of ( Read more... )

Last night, I had a rather crazy dream ( Read more... )

Another night involving the wrong side of the dawn for scholastic purposes. It's like it's becoming a habit, or something.

"When I'm dead, I'll rest"

"Today" was another day of me pushing my own limits of how long I could stay awake and focused. It turns out around hour 37 I start hallucinating visually as well as on a tacit level. It's strange.