last night i wrote a love letter (which i titled "Love Letter"), and crumpled it into a ball and put it into my pillowcase. they say that if you write things you want to dream about and crumple them into balls and put them in your pillow case, you'll feel the uncomfortable lump and realize, subconciously, that it's what you want to dream about and ( Read more... )

Go down the backroads Don't take it too slow You don't have the time for a long flirtation You don't have the time for the least hesitation ( Read more... )

and the whole time i was trying really hard not to cry because everyone in their terrible light blue banker shirts was staring at me coldly and horribly with their terrible light blue banker eyes (or their large soft brown indian IT eyes) because i foolishly thought that i could mind my own business in a building full of terrible people in terrible ( Read more... )

hi i had a nervous breakdown. then i got totally drunk and had a two hour heart to heart with my mom. i am actually the coolest person i know. whatever.

last night was by turns boring, awesome, and startling.
i drank a whole lot of beers and then everyone started disappearing so i went home.
seven whole people have been to my new house.

i'm in love with my tiny apartment.

everyone's invited.

i woke up the morning after the party feeling vaguely embarassed, but i'm not sure what i was embarassed about.

well ok i just picked up my apartment and building and mailbox keys along with my parking permit and i folded down my little table-in-the-wall and oh god my apartment is even smaller than i remembered. i am officially moving (tomorrow!!) into the Smallest Apartment in the World. i two closets, each one foot deep and two feet wide, and ( Read more... )

today i invited kennedy to my pity party ( Read more... )

today too much happened and i came home and threw a fit.
for once in my life where i try to be nice, i got real mad on the phone.
thank god for aaron and robyn's porch.

i got up yesterday at 9:30am and i haven't been to bed yet.

i just walked around work for six and a half hours saying "man. man!"

i am no good at not being awkward. i am no good at being friends.