hoorah, whore, ah! another paper, this one is ridiculous, it's been 13 hours lalala and I haven't done much of anything, I'm a terrible worker, I wish I were a bee, so the queen would fire me, then I'd reach up for the sky and I'd know I wouldn't die because the queen would eat my body if I wanted to be honored but we're not on speaking terms so I ( Read more... )

tonight I talked to Shelley for a long time about us. It was hard. and at times, good.

I can see into my neighbor's windows. For some reason it seems jarring here, yet only natural at home.

sometimes it just dawns on me that Lewis and David and Manny are dead. Life is fragile. Life is really fragile. And we forget.

I could write about this fucking, fucking, fucking weekend ( Read more... )

fuck everything.

I forget how sexual this place can be! I am so overwhelmed by so little.

This week back has been so FULL of everything you would expect it to be. Ridiculous happenings, pleasing happenings, and simple happenings. falling in love with a stranger? totally cool. once settled into the context of oberlin, this wonderful nurturing place, it can return to its place of simply being what it was. who-rah ( Read more... )

So, I drove home from Minneapolis in 24 hours straight with 5 other people and two dogs. That was intense. The van overheated in Hoboken so I took the bus ( Read more... )

So, I just met a girl ( Read more... )

It feels like I'm waking up.

read the vermont wikipedia article.