three years ago, i fell in love with the following quote from 1990's kevin costner, civil-war-era-frontier-epic, dances with wolves"i do not know the outcome or wisdom of this thinking, but i have become a target, and a target makes a poor impression. i am through waiting ( Read more... )

in 2008, i made eight posts. ouch, livejournal. i didn't know i was showing so little love ( Read more... )

on my primary blog, i posted this sentence in reference to voting and what my potential choice may be ( Read more... )

joel is one of my best friends. it's been almost a year since we saw each other face-to-face, but we communicated more regularly and more clearly than some of the people i live with. we met each other at a time in life when we both needed each other: i needed someone to listen, to get it and help me realize that i'm not crazy and stupid, he needed ( Read more... )

life is not gone from this place--the giant simply takes longer and deeper breaths than it used to.

i took a drawing class this summer for which our teacher said our final could be whatever we wanted as long as it involved twenty hours of preparatory work. the results were presented at the end and varied, from some projects that could not have ( Read more... )

hello, lj. i'm going to say right here that it's been a long time and then let that be that because that's not what i want to write about. lj seems to be my go-to place for things too obscure (or dangerously specific) for xanga and too private for blogger ( Read more... )

in 2007, i made seventy-five posts. the highest month was february, with twelve. the three-way tie for lowest is zero in september, november, and december. that's a little over six posts a month. i think i'm the only person even keeping track of this, and i can't quite figure out what the purpose is anymore. perhaps i'm growing out of livejournal ( Read more... )

something about being here, being away from wheaton, about being in the wesley community of creatives and considering what the rest of my life will hold and the expense that wheaton demands, i start to seriously wonder about my academic future ( Read more... )

i lay on the floor here in studo. headphones in, tv still on in the room but it doesn't seem to matter what's on as long as the electronic buzz of the machine keeps filling the room ( Read more... )

it's strange how i've yet to be irritated by an aussie but can't spend more than a day in a big group of americans without losing it somehow ( Read more... )