see you see me
this is boston, waiting for louise to get done hanging paintings for her opening. i'm leaving tonight, i'll probably be reading murakami and having minor existential crises the whole way. ironic detachment from yourself is hard work, people.
dc = so lovely. i go to the smithsonian(s) a lot. the city is really scenic, + the LOTS of food = true love. i'm fitting in better, and by better i mean even less so, but people usually only stick around until my novelty wears off anyway. i thought i was in love for a few hours, then i realized i was bored. i also get recognized on the street sometimes, the moral being that internet friendship competitions are creepy. i miss pittsburgh not at all, except right before i go to sleep. it won't be like this forever, alright?
i have a brand new roommate. she has a humpty dumpty teapot and always says "smart people like you and me, diana". i think i hate her a lot.
also, the new tracy + the plastics is fantastic. if listening to it makes me feel crazy then i don't ever want to be sane.
here is a picture my sister took of me when she visited.
okbye.
don't get your hopes up [or have them crushed, whichever]. i'm not really back until i get the internet at home. i feel weird reading, writing or commenting in this at work. they already polygraph me, i don't think they need any more info about my life. besides, everyone has an internet journal or 3 these days, it's getting so démodé. if you think i haven't found yours, you're wrong.
dc = so lovely. i go to the smithsonian(s) a lot. the city is really scenic, + the LOTS of food = true love. i'm fitting in better, and by better i mean even less so, but people usually only stick around until my novelty wears off anyway. i thought i was in love for a few hours, then i realized i was bored. i also get recognized on the street sometimes, the moral being that internet friendship competitions are creepy. i miss pittsburgh not at all, except right before i go to sleep. it won't be like this forever, alright?
i have a brand new roommate. she has a humpty dumpty teapot and always says "smart people like you and me, diana". i think i hate her a lot.
also, the new tracy + the plastics is fantastic. if listening to it makes me feel crazy then i don't ever want to be sane.
here is a picture my sister took of me when she visited.
okbye.
don't get your hopes up [or have them crushed, whichever]. i'm not really back until i get the internet at home. i feel weird reading, writing or commenting in this at work. they already polygraph me, i don't think they need any more info about my life. besides, everyone has an internet journal or 3 these days, it's getting so démodé. if you think i haven't found yours, you're wrong.