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long time, no write, i suppose.
well, i have to say that i was one of the first 11000 people to join the facebook group that changed a very minute part of history. i am a whore.
and, i am absolutely thrilled and warm and fuzzy that i got more than 6 hours of sleep last night, the first since i got to bryn mawr.
i miss home. i downloaded google earth to look at stuff. i miss rhode island. what other state would have an island called pancake island? or cranberry? or hog? or beef? despair island, right in the middle of hope, prudence, and patience? and of course, chepiwinoxet. anywho, i miss the quirky little corrupt state that i now consider to be where my home is, if still not where i'm from.
i dreamt about towler last night. he was here, alng with a lot of people from the abbey. he was being hilarious of course, but we all knew the truth at the same time: that he wasn't here anymore. i've had courses of strange dreams lately. this one was really great, though.
just found out i've been given a part in richard III. cool. bit role, which is what i like. oh, and i'm freshman rep for my dorm. i think that my schedule might be filled up enough that i'm not going to be able to do any sport, which is cool by me, since i want to just swim on my own for awhile.
went to swat last night. what an horrendous party. before that, though, we saw dar williams play at goodhart, which was really great. she is incredibly hilarious:
polar bear, in this moment, we are one.
i know what that arch looks like.
i'm sure they were curvacious lesbos...
this guy...
it was supremely cool, expecially at this one point, where her silhoette was magnified a thousand times on the back wall of goodhart. very neat. i cried during one song and thought about my brother.
so that's life, as intoxicated and sober as i have been this past week. 100 times more sober than not, don't worry. and i'm out!
well, i have to say that i was one of the first 11000 people to join the facebook group that changed a very minute part of history. i am a whore.
and, i am absolutely thrilled and warm and fuzzy that i got more than 6 hours of sleep last night, the first since i got to bryn mawr.
i miss home. i downloaded google earth to look at stuff. i miss rhode island. what other state would have an island called pancake island? or cranberry? or hog? or beef? despair island, right in the middle of hope, prudence, and patience? and of course, chepiwinoxet. anywho, i miss the quirky little corrupt state that i now consider to be where my home is, if still not where i'm from.
i dreamt about towler last night. he was here, alng with a lot of people from the abbey. he was being hilarious of course, but we all knew the truth at the same time: that he wasn't here anymore. i've had courses of strange dreams lately. this one was really great, though.
just found out i've been given a part in richard III. cool. bit role, which is what i like. oh, and i'm freshman rep for my dorm. i think that my schedule might be filled up enough that i'm not going to be able to do any sport, which is cool by me, since i want to just swim on my own for awhile.
went to swat last night. what an horrendous party. before that, though, we saw dar williams play at goodhart, which was really great. she is incredibly hilarious:
polar bear, in this moment, we are one.
i know what that arch looks like.
i'm sure they were curvacious lesbos...
this guy...
it was supremely cool, expecially at this one point, where her silhoette was magnified a thousand times on the back wall of goodhart. very neat. i cried during one song and thought about my brother.
so that's life, as intoxicated and sober as i have been this past week. 100 times more sober than not, don't worry. and i'm out!