I just had a very long talk with Katey, and everything feels much better. Even if it is Blacksburg-raining outside (not just raining), I feel a little like she gave me a piece of her Hawai'i ( Read more... )

There was a time when I mentally prepared myself everytime I went downtown. What would I say if I turned a corner and there she was, turning the same corner from the other direction? Would I pretend not to recognize her and walk on, or would I say something graceful and ask her to join me for coffee, or would I stutter and falter? What would she ( Read more... )

My research is going swimmingly. I get along with Celia, I get to watch the really cool stuff (like injecting chemicals into lab mice), and I get to maybe take away something from all of Celia's experience on the road to PhD ( Read more... )

I feel very disconnected from other people, lately. Except for those with whom I'm already friends, I'm having trouble finding the words to say. It's as if I suddenly have nothing in common with any stranger anymore, even though it's clear that we all have so much in common ( Read more... )

I imagine a year from now I'll have another entry also entitled Long Overdue as I finally graduate, a year late ( Read more... )

Showing intentionally locked and highly sensitive livejournal entries to other people--especially when the entry specifically asks that the contents not be discussed--is really fucking awful. How dare you?

What a shitty, awful thing to do.

Wow. I have friends who really care about me. Sometimes I forget, but I shouldn't--and then they do stuff that really surprises me. Like showing up at my house at 1AM on a Friday morning to get me to come to a party.

My Great and Dramatic Return to Town commenced with a Great Big Sea concert, in which Lindsey and I played the parts of Audience Members #6 and 7. We think a politician was #4, because there was secret service out in front of Wolf Trap.

We got in for free. We were about to buy tickets from the box office when this guy offered us two of his, but as ( Read more... )

Usually when I'm having a shitty night it remains shitty--tainted with that underlying darkness which makes depression such a difficult thing to exist through--even in the company of good friends. Yet this night was a Night to Remember ( Read more... )

Once again got very little homework done tonight. This time it was Mike's fault. But we talked a lot, and I realized some stuff. For one thing, I've never been able to become really good friends with guys. Pretty good friends, yeah. But not great friends. Until Mike. That rocks. Mike is cool ( Read more... )