We rolled over a familiar hill as the headlights scattered across the path ahead. You could hear the grain developing in the throats of all parties - we had been singing for an entire hour. Only when I stopped did I notice this. I stared out a chilled window and into a wood that silhouetted like a 2nd grade art project against a flickering 30 watt ( Read more... )

LJ = textualscreams

add it.
I'll probably add back.

I'm making a new journal.

Money always seems like an issue to me ( Read more... )

It's been a very long time since I've woken up and said to myself,
"what the hell did I do last night?"

But that won't be happening again for at least a little while.
Next week is basically hell week.
One exam
One midterm
One deathquiz.

Things to remember when I go home (this parts for me):
One stick of Chapstick
One red AA sweatshirt
One tube of

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MNxwAU_xAMk

"Blood...."

Today I had to wake up early to help Dr. Hoffman set up the Archaeology display case ( Read more... )

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I'm going to stop being afraid of what I feel.
And I'm going to enjoy all of my new clothes.

Let me entertain this sunny day ( Read more... )