1) I am NOT funny, at least not in a joke telling kind of way ( Read more... )

Note to self: do not, I repeat, do not go back over the past three months of journal entries when you're in this sort of mood ( Read more... )

...I'm a crazy person, fickle and incautious and well more than half-mad. I'm alone right now, necessarily and happily so, sublimating my desire for the comfort of companionship with focus on the several hundred pages of bland, dry history of anthropological theory I have to read daily, on ethnobiology and bioethics and doing my very best not to ( Read more... )

Spent the weekend chasing the past, watching not-so-pretty girls with rings on their fingers dance with the pretty boys who'd rather be dancing with boys, what a strange night at Shattered. Watching Marissa die and screaming at the tv because I don't care and I couldn't figure out why I was crying. Hitching my way toward college on one of Sissy's ( Read more... )