Jul 25, 2007 01:11
I didn't realize this until moments ago, but people are like words. Or at least photographs of familiar people are like written words.
You know that interesting phenomenon, where you read one word over and over and over... and it just loses its meaning, becomes strange and foreign?
Staring at photos has been doing the same to me. Although I admit it's awfully late/early and maybe it's just sleep dep that's making me talk like this. See like this. Either way. The Joanna Newsom music isn't exactly helping, either.
It's my last week at DVC. And I only just yesterday met the only guy in a Utilikilt on campus. Just my fucking luck.
'm tired. And hungry. I guess sleep is in order. Probably.
Oh but now I have a chance to have interesting talk with Rob. Last topic was abortion, which we disagreed on but both had very interesting and logical points to. Sounds like we're talking about labels now.
...I'm not emo, am I?