Maybe I should join 'Livelinks' ...
What the hell...
It's like only 12:30 and everyone's asleep! I wish I could fall asleep, too. All of these boring infomercials are television's way of telling me that I'm a loser, I reckon. I guess I could bring the PsOne in here and play some Xenogears. Eh. Maybe.
I'm finally home after obliterating my brain for a week studying for finals. Even though I'm getting far too old to be taking exams on 2 hours of sleep, I did just that. I got like... a 3.5 ish for the semester after it's all said and done. That's not too bad. My archaeology professor originally gave me a C+ but I used my wits and charms to get that nudged up to a B. Rockin'.
The Ron English gallery opening last week was bitchin'. I took some pictures of his paintings with my phone, and if you're my friend you can see them. (Yet another perk of being my friend...) Moving out of my dorm was crappy as usual...I wish I had a pouch like a kangaroo that I could use to transport my stuff. That'd be pretty convenient.
I miss Steve so much...I'm used to seeing him every day and I'm used to sleeping next to him every night. It's difficult being Steve-less. I feel like I'm always getting on his nerves,though. I can't help it that I'm useless and annoying. All of this crap with finals has been making me even more restless; last night was the first night in awhile that I got a good night's sleep.
I often write about how I have trouble sleeping, I know. Sometimes when I lay there too long I start to feel a cold void engulfing me; the emptiness makes it even harder to sleep.
I suppose living is too scary.
It's like only 12:30 and everyone's asleep! I wish I could fall asleep, too. All of these boring infomercials are television's way of telling me that I'm a loser, I reckon. I guess I could bring the PsOne in here and play some Xenogears. Eh. Maybe.
I'm finally home after obliterating my brain for a week studying for finals. Even though I'm getting far too old to be taking exams on 2 hours of sleep, I did just that. I got like... a 3.5 ish for the semester after it's all said and done. That's not too bad. My archaeology professor originally gave me a C+ but I used my wits and charms to get that nudged up to a B. Rockin'.
The Ron English gallery opening last week was bitchin'. I took some pictures of his paintings with my phone, and if you're my friend you can see them. (Yet another perk of being my friend...) Moving out of my dorm was crappy as usual...I wish I had a pouch like a kangaroo that I could use to transport my stuff. That'd be pretty convenient.
I miss Steve so much...I'm used to seeing him every day and I'm used to sleeping next to him every night. It's difficult being Steve-less. I feel like I'm always getting on his nerves,though. I can't help it that I'm useless and annoying. All of this crap with finals has been making me even more restless; last night was the first night in awhile that I got a good night's sleep.
I often write about how I have trouble sleeping, I know. Sometimes when I lay there too long I start to feel a cold void engulfing me; the emptiness makes it even harder to sleep.
I suppose living is too scary.