What am I doing? Is this what I resort to when I don't have anything better to do? It's been such a very long time since I have even looked at this page, and my life is so completely utterly different. These people? Not really my friends. My friends? Not part of this life. I miss having a record of events, though it's funny what I thought was ( Read more... )

It rains today so I'm in the library, finding out who still loves me and who is thinking about me and who my room-mate is and my work/study job which sounds so mind-numbingly boring I want to cry. (Scanning documents to create duplicates for the virtual file system...ye gods, how the innocent suffer ( Read more... )

Dearly beloved:

I'm leaving for two weeks for a cottage up north, I'll be fairly unreachable except possibly by cell phone...I can't promise that I will have reception way up there. Till then,

Love!

^_^

Margaret Atwood just happened to be interviewed today, and I just happened to hear it. Oh amazing woman, oh rational calculated madness, oh intellegence and wisdom and pure unhesitating eloquence and humor. She's not perfect: some of her novels make me wonder what was going on in her life at the time. But some things are so incredibly stark and ( Read more... )

I just had one of those sickening moments of realization ( Read more... )

I had asked my dad if he would help me learn how to write a reasearch paper, because Steiner taught me nothing and I am afraid of being a college failure. However life got in the way and I haven't done a thing, prompting my dad to write this letter ( Read more... )

Note: I can't seem to sign into my LJ for posting poetry and such, the password claims to be incorrect and I don't remember what e-mail I registered it with.

Sometimes small mundane experiences seem really important. Here's my sappy poem about sudden awarenesses, don't make anything more out of it than it is.

( awareness )

Business keeps me fluttering around the city, always moving and sleeping wherever the car stops, eating whenever food shows up. I bought lunch with my last three dollars today and ate it in a fine drizzle, one good crisp perfect pear and buttery croissant. We danced to Dave Matthews Band in the kitchen and made pancakes and said good morning to ( Read more... )

Fiona Apple has been fueling my current mood.

I'm much better off the way things are
Much much better off, better by far
So people calling me names
Keep on, keep on
I'll keep kickin' the crap till it's gone.

More pleasantly, my mom didn't bitch me out for coming home at 1:30 last night, I got to see the kittens again, I got KT Tunstall's Eye ( Read more... )

I was finally able to sign up for my classes ( Read more... )