and hope returns.

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no matter where i go, fall manages to track me down. the season of passage, of slow decay, of sleeping unto nostalgia - it cannot be evaded. but in LA it's flatter, not colder, and never as bright as when we used to Fall... a woman now standing where once there was only a girl. and i navigate unmarked terrain with an aplomb i must affect without ( Read more... )

i wish we, as a country, could have a do-over on the latter half of the month of september. everything is going to crap.

I'm trying to recall all the theme parties I've thrown/been associated with ( Read more... )

am back in LA after the happiest three weeks of the past two years.

predictably, my refrigerator/freezer are broken for the third time in the past 9 months or so.

better update to follow.

Whenever I get off the train in New York, or see the city skyline, I get this unbelievably intense feeling of rightness, like this ought to be my home. New York, I love you, but you're bringing me down.

I like irony, esp. in the form of mispelling 'unintellectual'.

N: also: I resent that she's really unintellectual and is in her MA program
E: haha
unintellectural like me/
N: pft
yeah. because anyone could call you that
ms. i have heard you mention something i haven't known at least once a day as long as we've been friends

sometimes the loss of the ability to operate my phone actually coincides with the point where i really ought not to use it. it is nights like that when i believe in god.

i am sick of taking it up the butt from political theory.  tomorrow will see the return of the uberwench.  i'll be through the first substantive section or bust.