So yes, I'm back in Conneticut.
Figured I'd break my break to at least put that much information up.
Forgot my CDs at the house, brought a great many of my books, and I had to devise a way to stack them to have enough room on my shelf and desk. Brandon was like, "Did you seriously bring a suitcase full of books?" Why yes, yes I very fucking well did.
I read Fight Club between the trip here and there. The movie was pretty well done considering how most books get chopped and fucked. Most of the lines and points were in it, although in a different order and sometimes from different people, and the end was different. But all things considered, I enjoyed both.
I'm also currently reading The Dark Half, The Girl Who Loved Tom Gordon, Fahrenheit 451, The Amercanization Of Benjamin Franklin, Guns, Germs, And Steel, Dress your Family In Corduroy And Denim, and The DaVinci Code.
Planning to start on a couple more in the next few days.
And the trip ended a little differently than I expected, but you know, that's okay.
I never said what I had to say, and I told her I probably won't.
It just doesn't feel right anymore, and I'm too tired to try. Besides, it won't change a thing.
I don't accept defeat, unlike a certain fool suggested, cause a man doesn't accept defeat, however, I accept the fact that beating the horse won't do anything right now.
And I meant everything I said.
I won't forget either.
Forgot my CDs at the house, brought a great many of my books, and I had to devise a way to stack them to have enough room on my shelf and desk. Brandon was like, "Did you seriously bring a suitcase full of books?" Why yes, yes I very fucking well did.
I read Fight Club between the trip here and there. The movie was pretty well done considering how most books get chopped and fucked. Most of the lines and points were in it, although in a different order and sometimes from different people, and the end was different. But all things considered, I enjoyed both.
I'm also currently reading The Dark Half, The Girl Who Loved Tom Gordon, Fahrenheit 451, The Amercanization Of Benjamin Franklin, Guns, Germs, And Steel, Dress your Family In Corduroy And Denim, and The DaVinci Code.
Planning to start on a couple more in the next few days.
And the trip ended a little differently than I expected, but you know, that's okay.
I never said what I had to say, and I told her I probably won't.
It just doesn't feel right anymore, and I'm too tired to try. Besides, it won't change a thing.
I don't accept defeat, unlike a certain fool suggested, cause a man doesn't accept defeat, however, I accept the fact that beating the horse won't do anything right now.
And I meant everything I said.
I won't forget either.