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it seems the bullshit of my life is finally washing away. the future looks good. i'm getting back into the normal swing of things again.
we got a dog! her name is zissou and she is adorable. unfortunately, she is at the vet right now getting her shit ripped out. i feel bad for her. she gave me the most pitiful look as she was walking away this morning...it was heartbreaking.
i started school yesterday, and i'm really not looking forward to this semester. i'm taking sculpture, which is taught by my neighbor/friend valerie. i'm the only one in the course who has never done sculpture before. i have no idea how to use any of the tools (which all look big, loud, scary, and dangerous) so i don't think i'll do too well but i'm going to try as hard as i possibly can. the only class that looks really good is my ancient/non-western perspectives art history course.
ebeth is leaving soon and it kills me. she's become such a key component in the world that kate and i have created. i'm going to miss the hell out of her goofiness and her ghettoness and everything else. also, she appreciates andrew bird as much as i do.
so all in all, i guess things are okay.
I'll try hard not to give in,
batten down to fare the wind,
rid my head of this pretense,
allow myself no mock defense
as I step into the night
But mercy's eyes are blue;
when she places them in front of you
nothing holds a roman candle to
the solemn warmth you feel inside.
There's no measuring love. Nothing else is love.
we got a dog! her name is zissou and she is adorable. unfortunately, she is at the vet right now getting her shit ripped out. i feel bad for her. she gave me the most pitiful look as she was walking away this morning...it was heartbreaking.
i started school yesterday, and i'm really not looking forward to this semester. i'm taking sculpture, which is taught by my neighbor/friend valerie. i'm the only one in the course who has never done sculpture before. i have no idea how to use any of the tools (which all look big, loud, scary, and dangerous) so i don't think i'll do too well but i'm going to try as hard as i possibly can. the only class that looks really good is my ancient/non-western perspectives art history course.
ebeth is leaving soon and it kills me. she's become such a key component in the world that kate and i have created. i'm going to miss the hell out of her goofiness and her ghettoness and everything else. also, she appreciates andrew bird as much as i do.
so all in all, i guess things are okay.
I'll try hard not to give in,
batten down to fare the wind,
rid my head of this pretense,
allow myself no mock defense
as I step into the night
But mercy's eyes are blue;
when she places them in front of you
nothing holds a roman candle to
the solemn warmth you feel inside.
There's no measuring love. Nothing else is love.