a few things i should point out:

a.) this journal is about 50% friends-locked. there's some information i'm not willing to give out to everyone.
b.) you can friend me even if you don't know me. it's totally cool. i may not friend you back if i don't want you seeing my personal stuff, but that's pretty unlikely. if you don't know me, talk to me ( Read more... )

Today has been an adventure and I spent most of it traveling.
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Today was Father's Day. My family and I went to see Car Talk: The Musical at the Central Square Theater.

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I somehow survived last night, so here's a report on the next day.
( Read about my adventures under the cut. )

Doing another post like I did on Thanksgiving. I forgot my camera cable (absentminded genius), but I have been taking pictures, so I'll post/upload those another time.

8:00am. Have rolled around freezing my ass off since three in the morning last night, I finally give up and get out of bed. I have a terrible ache in my neck. Upon closer inspection, ( Read more... )

Warning: holiday cynicism ahead

11:02am. Mom's mom arrives, bringing with her her yappy little meatloaf/floor mop/Ewok dog, Bailey.
11:32am. Dad's parents arrive. Dad's mom is enchanted by the dog. Apparently he is 'precious'.
11:46am. Dad's mom compliments mom's mom's wig. They talk about wine for a very long time. There's so much jargon that it is ( Read more... )

i don't want pity. i don't want simpering sympathetic asspats. i don't want people to cringe and tiptoe around me like the floor is eggshells because they're afraid how i'm going to react.
i don't want you to tell me that this wasn't my fault, because a) i've already been told and b) i'm not sure i can believe you.

i don't want attention.

i don't want ( Read more... )

this evening, i walked to skyline park to read my history book and stare at the city and take pictures.
after dinner i got up and put on my shoes and grabbed a flashlight, that big heavy black one that i've always been afraid i'm going to have to bludgeon someone with, and i just left. spontaneously.
it's been a while since i did something ( Read more... )

dear story i am writing,
you have led me to some very disturbing research. thank you so much.

this entire page is a horrorshow. i see dead people

that and the howstuffworks page on lethal injections kind of put me on edge for the rest of the day. it's kind of equal parts disturbing and fascinating.

the next thing i write will be about kittens and ( Read more... )

i am not
'a poet'.

labels are the enemy