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hey friends.
i am sitting at my grandma's house. in case you kids hadn't heard, ALA-fuckin-BAMA won the iron bowl against auburn 36-0. grams and i just watched a recording of it. i'm seein red and white.
my head is blurred. i guess it's kind of like a peppermint that's been sucked on for a few minutes? i'll be staying in bama until right after christmas and then i recon i'm either bussing or flying back to oly. i'm excited about being back in olympia because if i can't be a wayfaring stranger i need to be getting grounded. settled, i guess. but i don't feel terribly ready to settle down...it's just that i don't have too much of a choice. i need to handle bleh residency bleh for skool and besides, i've got nobody to travel with at this point and winter travel alone=SO unappealing.
megh, oly. you kids see the craziness thurr. i guess luna and i will be looking for a new place to live like ASAP and that sux, yo. i guess the best option is to look for a house with a room open...i don't want to go back to all of the tension with the bamolyians. i don't know why it's gotta still exist? i don't turn much to hope but i do hope that everyone going home for this bit will help to bring them, us, back to a certain part of roots...it just all feels so pointless. like why, again, are we all living in oly together?>>>>>well, let's reevaluate that maybe, like, let's remember. i feel like there's just so much forgetting...
on a posi note though, being down here has helped me to remember, and recover a lot of things. it was a lot of work not forgetting certain things for a bit but then they just slammed in my face, from lots of directions...like a wal mart employee was trampled to death over a vcr sale, or barbies or something. after i heard about it i kept saying that they work for wal mart and their family probably wouldn't get any compensation, or whaeverthefuck they call it...i don't know. christmas spirit.....but i'm rambling. rambloid.
i miss my friends. i love my blood and all, but i miss my friends. all of em. i don't suppose i'll be in d-town while erryone is too much because i don't necessarily, eheh, have anywhere to stay. bummer, eh? hopefully there can be a carpool to meh folk's house at some point? HINT KINDA HINT. and who knows, maybe i can work out a 2 day stay in d-town or something. we'll see...
last night i dreamt that i somehow showed up at the glen and i didn't have my travelpack or anything but i did keep saying "why the hell did i come back up here inbetween being back at my parent's place, blahblah...how will i get back to bama..." but the apartment seemed really big and all of the walls were a bright blue except the little front room and it had dark walls with a bunch of chalk drawings on them. i remember looking at a lot of them and remembering doing them before leaving. there was a big one of a house, mainly a layered roof with a bunch of howling dogs on it. rachael had done that one. there were a lot of words i can't recall. when i got there cory and two other people, i don't know who (not that i didn't know them i just don't remember clearly i guess) tackled me on a couch and we rambled and hugged and then they and took me to the bathroom. the house was really different and i felt really anxious the whole time.
whoa, that felt irrelevant.
there's a starman waiting in the sky. he'd like to come and meet us but he thinks he'd blow our minds.... i think that, um, i want my mind blown in a new, pleasant way. i feel so jaded. we're all so jaded. how could we avoid it, anyway?
i miss ya'll, and i love ya'll. a lot on both of those.
sigh
jaxoxoxox
i am sitting at my grandma's house. in case you kids hadn't heard, ALA-fuckin-BAMA won the iron bowl against auburn 36-0. grams and i just watched a recording of it. i'm seein red and white.
my head is blurred. i guess it's kind of like a peppermint that's been sucked on for a few minutes? i'll be staying in bama until right after christmas and then i recon i'm either bussing or flying back to oly. i'm excited about being back in olympia because if i can't be a wayfaring stranger i need to be getting grounded. settled, i guess. but i don't feel terribly ready to settle down...it's just that i don't have too much of a choice. i need to handle bleh residency bleh for skool and besides, i've got nobody to travel with at this point and winter travel alone=SO unappealing.
megh, oly. you kids see the craziness thurr. i guess luna and i will be looking for a new place to live like ASAP and that sux, yo. i guess the best option is to look for a house with a room open...i don't want to go back to all of the tension with the bamolyians. i don't know why it's gotta still exist? i don't turn much to hope but i do hope that everyone going home for this bit will help to bring them, us, back to a certain part of roots...it just all feels so pointless. like why, again, are we all living in oly together?>>>>>well, let's reevaluate that maybe, like, let's remember. i feel like there's just so much forgetting...
on a posi note though, being down here has helped me to remember, and recover a lot of things. it was a lot of work not forgetting certain things for a bit but then they just slammed in my face, from lots of directions...like a wal mart employee was trampled to death over a vcr sale, or barbies or something. after i heard about it i kept saying that they work for wal mart and their family probably wouldn't get any compensation, or whaeverthefuck they call it...i don't know. christmas spirit.....but i'm rambling. rambloid.
i miss my friends. i love my blood and all, but i miss my friends. all of em. i don't suppose i'll be in d-town while erryone is too much because i don't necessarily, eheh, have anywhere to stay. bummer, eh? hopefully there can be a carpool to meh folk's house at some point? HINT KINDA HINT. and who knows, maybe i can work out a 2 day stay in d-town or something. we'll see...
last night i dreamt that i somehow showed up at the glen and i didn't have my travelpack or anything but i did keep saying "why the hell did i come back up here inbetween being back at my parent's place, blahblah...how will i get back to bama..." but the apartment seemed really big and all of the walls were a bright blue except the little front room and it had dark walls with a bunch of chalk drawings on them. i remember looking at a lot of them and remembering doing them before leaving. there was a big one of a house, mainly a layered roof with a bunch of howling dogs on it. rachael had done that one. there were a lot of words i can't recall. when i got there cory and two other people, i don't know who (not that i didn't know them i just don't remember clearly i guess) tackled me on a couch and we rambled and hugged and then they and took me to the bathroom. the house was really different and i felt really anxious the whole time.
whoa, that felt irrelevant.
there's a starman waiting in the sky. he'd like to come and meet us but he thinks he'd blow our minds.... i think that, um, i want my mind blown in a new, pleasant way. i feel so jaded. we're all so jaded. how could we avoid it, anyway?
i miss ya'll, and i love ya'll. a lot on both of those.
sigh
jaxoxoxox