This is the third time a stranger has approached me to tell me I look like Ingrid Michaelson.


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Okay. It took me a week to get here, but I'm starting to wish something, anything was nailed down...where I'll be living, who I'll be freelancing for, which coffee shop I'll be working at, when production starts on the movie I'm working with, who my friends will be, FUCK ( Read more... )

The real world feels so delightfully promising. I should be freaking out right now, because I don't have a job lined up or a place to stay, but...all I can feel is excitement and hope. I never expected to fall in love with Smith; maybe it was some deep-rooted intuition about the way I operate measured against the way academia operates, or maybe ( Read more... )

...to all those smokin' hot ladies just two hours north of me who are finally done with their SMITH COLLEGE CAREERS! Enjoy senior week and absorb the last few moments of Northampton...go get ice cream, take the kayaks out, smoke some blunts, have one last overpriced Tunnel Bar experience, pay the performance artists downtown, bake some pies, do ( Read more... )

Keeping the various assholes I love up to date on my life has been difficult, and I apologize. Sometimes things happen too fast and the thought of processing it all feels too daunting. Noteworthy ( Read more... )

I figure I'll take advantage of this fever long enough to write an entry. I won't go into all the gritty details, but I feel like death, I'm waiting back on blood tests from the doctor, and Williams-Mystic is in the process of determining that I might not be able to travel along on our next adventure ( Read more... )

I am happier than I have ever been in my entire life.

But not happier than I ever will be.

Sorry for the lack up updating. I promise to get something up soon, but right now I have to go read Moby Dick like mad, make my daily visit to Mrs. Buckingham's house (she's a ghost), throw my boots on and head out to a marsh lab, befriend some more security guards so they'll let me sleep on one of the old wooden ships overnight, etc etc ( Read more... )

I woke up at three, and I can't go back to sleep. The moonlight pouring in through my window is keeping me awake. That, and the smell of my sheets. I think I overdid the laundry detergent the last time I washed them, and now they smell TOO CLEAN ( Read more... )

you wouldn't believe me ( Read more... )