Definitely, it's time to come home. The people at Kenyon are nice, I won't lie. But it is maddening being in such a small place all the time. I feel like a lab rat in a teeny tiny place like this ( Read more... )

I need this to be over. I cannot feel shitty and hurting anymore.
I'm too worn out.
I need home.

I miss New York. I miss nasty trains and scary cab drivers, and th cuildings andho wyou can walk for blocks and never feel tired ( Read more... )

So I'm at Kenyon. The people are good and it's a nice place. But all th same, I miss Stewart. I call him every day on my breaks, but I miss him ( Read more... )

Stewart comes home today!
YAYYYYY!!!!!

Announcement ( Read more... )

Ok. Because I'm a dumbass, I've managed to slice open my wrist entirely by accident. I had been waxing my legs,a nd a bubble of wax dried on the bathroom sink, and i decided to use a metal cuticle pusher to scrape it off ( Read more... )

Right now, I am at work, making hundreds upon hundreds upon hundreds of contact sheets via Photoshop. They take hours to create and I'm not kidding. I desperately need a way to occupy myelf an this sees to be a fair way to do so ( Read more... )

I love my new icon.

Flight of the Conchords rule.

I feel like shit. I know it's probably PMS, but if feels like more too ( Read more... )