schools in session...my neighbor may be a murderer
so i'm back at school and all moved back in to my apartment. brent and I re-evaluted our decor situation and decided to buy a bunch of stuff at Target to make it look better. we also created this fabric wall out of panaled curtains to seperate the room into two sections: living room/office and bedroom. it actually looks pretty good which makes me not as bummed about being back here.
okay who am I kidding? morris is a wasteland. it's like civilization gave up on trying to advance and just settled into the 1950's and never moved on. i saw three women with beehives today as well as three assorted vehicles with confederate flags in their windows. god bless america. i think the main reason that i'm dreading being back here is that i actually had an amazing summer in waseca. i got to spend time with my girls niki and mullen; playing cards, having amazing conversations until dawn while laying on hot body machine, listening to niki sing Beatles songs while Mullen strums away on the ukalale, going for coffee, crusing the women's studies section of Barnes and Noble. I fucking love those girls.
I also got to spend a lot of time with family and let me just say I'm going to miss my sisters like nobody's business. Because I was gainfully unemployed this summer we got to spend lots of time together; most of which includes Dawson's Creek reruns and eating noodles with butter and garlic for at least a week straight. I also had lots of time on my hands to concentrate on my writing which was unbelievable. My sisters should be credited with listening to me read through several drafts of each piece until I was satisfied. Katie always has the best literary advice ever. Then of course all this writing actually lead to getting to put together a zine called Hand It Over, with my amazingly talented friend Matt. If anyone would like a copy of the zine all you need to do is send me your address and I'll get one off to you as soon as possible. All I ask is that you write me after your done reading it and let me know what you thought. I didn't get to spend as much time up in the cities with Matt and V as I would have liked to this summer, but the time I did have was hillarious and fun as usual.
I know I have friends in Morris that I love to spend time with, but it's just not the same as my friends from home who have known me forever and don't expect so much. i also hate the games I have to play in morris, like trying to keep everyone happy all the time. at home if one of my friends is acting ridiculous i tell them, but in morris if you speak up for yourself everyone thinks your being such a horrible bitch. i feel like the kids here could use a little dose of honesty every once and awhile. but of course all of this really is just me anticipating drama that hasn't even started yet. this year could be amazing for all i know, but i've never been the eternal optimist. Another fucking amazing thing about this summer was reconnecting with one of my best friends from high school, Andy Lenn. For so long I felt like my relationship with him was the only lose ends in my life, and now that its all worked out, it feels really nice to have him back in my life again.
well, that sure the hell is enough for now isn't it. my freaky neighbor is moving his stuff from his old apartment, to a new one across the hall and it's freaking me out. who moves their stuff at 12:30 at night. he's totally a serial killer. alright, better get to bed, I have to wake up early tomorrow and spend some of this borrowed government money on an education.
peace.
okay who am I kidding? morris is a wasteland. it's like civilization gave up on trying to advance and just settled into the 1950's and never moved on. i saw three women with beehives today as well as three assorted vehicles with confederate flags in their windows. god bless america. i think the main reason that i'm dreading being back here is that i actually had an amazing summer in waseca. i got to spend time with my girls niki and mullen; playing cards, having amazing conversations until dawn while laying on hot body machine, listening to niki sing Beatles songs while Mullen strums away on the ukalale, going for coffee, crusing the women's studies section of Barnes and Noble. I fucking love those girls.
I also got to spend a lot of time with family and let me just say I'm going to miss my sisters like nobody's business. Because I was gainfully unemployed this summer we got to spend lots of time together; most of which includes Dawson's Creek reruns and eating noodles with butter and garlic for at least a week straight. I also had lots of time on my hands to concentrate on my writing which was unbelievable. My sisters should be credited with listening to me read through several drafts of each piece until I was satisfied. Katie always has the best literary advice ever. Then of course all this writing actually lead to getting to put together a zine called Hand It Over, with my amazingly talented friend Matt. If anyone would like a copy of the zine all you need to do is send me your address and I'll get one off to you as soon as possible. All I ask is that you write me after your done reading it and let me know what you thought. I didn't get to spend as much time up in the cities with Matt and V as I would have liked to this summer, but the time I did have was hillarious and fun as usual.
I know I have friends in Morris that I love to spend time with, but it's just not the same as my friends from home who have known me forever and don't expect so much. i also hate the games I have to play in morris, like trying to keep everyone happy all the time. at home if one of my friends is acting ridiculous i tell them, but in morris if you speak up for yourself everyone thinks your being such a horrible bitch. i feel like the kids here could use a little dose of honesty every once and awhile. but of course all of this really is just me anticipating drama that hasn't even started yet. this year could be amazing for all i know, but i've never been the eternal optimist. Another fucking amazing thing about this summer was reconnecting with one of my best friends from high school, Andy Lenn. For so long I felt like my relationship with him was the only lose ends in my life, and now that its all worked out, it feels really nice to have him back in my life again.
well, that sure the hell is enough for now isn't it. my freaky neighbor is moving his stuff from his old apartment, to a new one across the hall and it's freaking me out. who moves their stuff at 12:30 at night. he's totally a serial killer. alright, better get to bed, I have to wake up early tomorrow and spend some of this borrowed government money on an education.
peace.