it's gotten so warm in here i can sleep on top of my covers. it's gotten so comfortable in here i can do it in my underwear. it's gotten so cold out here i think 20'F "really isn't that bad at all".

i miss traveling. i can't help it. i think about it...a lot. i miss eating pears and brie wrapped in prosciutto with grains of portuguese sand grinding against my teeth. mojitos in praha. i miss having an amazing time with complete strangers who by the end of the night i'll know in my heart for the rest of my life. it does feel good to be in one ( Read more... )

it's hard to be here. i feel like i've been thrown in the wind again. i haven't quite accepted my plight just yet. i don't consider myself to be an adult. but i have to handle responsibilities i wish my parents would pick up. anything really. it's not that it's expected of me, it's so assumed they hardly even notice i'm struggling. i don't want to ( Read more... )

i'm comparing the explanations of David Lehman and Robert Edenbaum of the flitcraft parable. in Lehman's essay "Hammett and Chandler", he directly ridicules Edenbaum's interpretation of how the parable relates to the plot in a very pompous and belittling way. which pisses me off. to express my anger, i picked up my pencil to scar "asshole" into the ( Read more... )

an odd by-product of exam-time: girls sitting in the hall on their phones trying to have private conversations with just-cried red eyes. there were at least five when i walked out to go to the library ( Read more... )

shades of gray have turned black. and exams are starting. and i'm not nearly ready to leave this place for six weeks.

awkward has been the keyword of this quarter. awkward social situations. awkward conversations with professors. awkward would-be sexual encounters. awkward conveyance of emotions. awkward fake laughs from a complete stranger i ( Read more... )

fourteen hours in a strange but comfortable bed.

so i have multiple strains of E-coal-I in my stomach that have rendered me lactose intolerant for the past five months. parasites eating my enzymes! but how did i get them? i mean, i followed all the rules when i was in morocco. and then i thought about it... and i can't really think of anything i ate that i could be sure of its safety... except ( Read more... )

je ne sais pas si il serait meillier de dire comment je me sens à toi. je pense à les rousseurs sur ton épaule, les prières de matin par la nuit, comment il se sent d'être dans tes bras. et la chanson. *soupir*. toujours je peux la sentir à mon coeur. et comment je ne te connaie pas comme ca. il ya trois rues: nous serons ensembles, je reconnaie ( Read more... )

for baker's birthday tonight, we had an amazing seven person dance party in their dorm in the convocation center. i'm sorry i'm not going to cincinnati with them this weekend. but hopefully get shit done instead. like study ( Read more... )