I'm still in Austria. I'm a little sad, but I'll get over it. I feel an artisty self-hatred I haven't experienced in a very long time. I'm also tired. I'll get over both of those soon enough.
Here is today's adventure.
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Oh, god. I am so much better and I hadn't even noticed.

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Things are good. Things are really good. I was expecting to be miserable, miserable-r, whatever, and I'm just. . .I'm not. I'm pretty okay.

I've been seeing friends a lot more than usual, though whether that's a symptom or a cause of feeling-better I can't say. Both, maybe.
I spent most of today with people I like who care about me a lot, talking and ( Read more... )

I haven't commented on anyone's anything or responded in a while and I feel kind of bad about that.
So hi I guess? Remember me?

Here are some things.

• My Harvard class is over. I just sent in my final exam and now I just have to get my grade back and then it is over. Forever. Finally. I mean, it was amazing, but I am tired and don't want to do ( Read more... )

my toothbrush also now tastes worryingly of glass cleaner. whoops.
most of the above proves to me that i'm not an adult. and adult would have eaten real food and not watched hours of tv and most certainly would not have gone all temporarily hypergraphic on the bathroom's ass. haaaah.

a real adult would also be asleep by now.
i can see the sun ( Read more... )

bragh, my brain is fried ( Read more... )

20,000 words. this officially pushes me into the realm of the novella.
whoa whoa whoa holy jesus cakes
this shit just got real.

in case you couldn't tell, i'm very pleased. very.

er.
rachel, go to bed. it's four in the morning. the sun is going to come up in less than an hour. the birds are going to keep you awake.

i have to stop staying up so late that ( Read more... )

Anthony Brescia died last night.

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