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Well, I haven't updated in a couple months. The only big news is that I'm moving to Boston in twelve days. I'm nervous. And excited. But mostly I'm nervous. Wish me luck.

So, I was a part of history yesterday at 2:07 PM. The Olympic torch run, as you may well know, was scheduled for its only North American stop in San Francisco yesterday. However, after violent protests (about China's treatment of Tibetan people) in Paris and London on the days prior, the route was changed from along the Embarcadero and waterfront. ( Read more... )

I hate the fact that I trust no one, and then go snooping around, then find something they didn't want me to find, then end up at the conclusion that I don't trust them. If you've got nothing to hide, then don't hide anything. If you have something to hide, gtfo.

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Well, some things are happening. Calvin and I are moving in together on Friday. It's only temporary until we move to Boston at the end of summer. School is going well. I got twice as much money for selling my car, since insurance is awesome. I get paid $14 an hour at my job, which I love. My movies now have a proud three shelves in the living room ( Read more... )

Well, it's that time again. Time to update with horrible news. My friend Lucian was riding his bike and was hit by a FedEx truck. He was pronounced dead at the scene. Fuck FedEx. Today sucks ( Read more... )

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So, I am in Paso until the night of the 26th. After that, I fly to Boston to meet up with Mr. Scherle and have a romantic, snow-covered rendezvous. Tonight I hung out with Marygrace, Patrick, Mattie and Justin. Fun kids. "Deva is like all of our personalities...times Stalin." So yeah. That's what's happening as of late. One half hour ago, happy ( Read more... )

Well, in keeping with only updating my livejournal with horrible, sad news, my brother passes away on December 9th. Conrad had muscular dystrophy and wasn't supposed to live past two years old. He was 24 ( Read more... )

I'd forgotten the immense pain of realization. When you realize that in over nineteen years, you've done nothing. Sure, you've "made a difference" in peoples' lives, but what have you really done? I have done nothing. I've wasted away my parents' money. I've gotten pregnant. I've worked at a couple different places. But what do I have to show for ( Read more... )