I just spent the last, let's see, the last eight hours fretting terribly inside about how absolutely irritated I was at my roommates. I feel like I spent the entirity of my days off this week at home (which is not entirely true, since I went to Bryan Free's CD Release Party with Miss Laura and had a grand old time in seeing all the old folks and ( Read more... )

It's been a long time since I could do this, since I could sit in the dark, headphones cupping my ears in a protective manner. I miss it, I miss typing late and just having words that come out when the daylight leaves, sentiments born of a moment with few outside stimuli. Everything I've been writing lately has come out of the day, just a bunch of ( Read more... )

The news is good for once, and all of them who say that no news is good news are absolutely incorrect ( Read more... )

The other night, you see, I am all of resting quietly in my bed (not even a sound, not even a...) and then there is this brief and small rustling, somewhere under the headboard (not that I have a headboard, I don't, I sleep on just matresses elevated on a platform of built wood but no headboard, just a general idea of where headboards usually are ( Read more... )

Oh my. Saturday was a strange day, a strange day indeed. Started out like all those other days, but then developed a serious plot twist. Like on the O.C., you know ( Read more... )