everynewmorning

The best day of your life won't be the one that someone falls in love with you. It will be the day you figure out how to love yourself, and when that day comes you shouldn't expect to never be lonely again. In fact, it's very possible that it may be years (maybe a lifetime) before that peace with yourself can be shared with someone else ( Read more... )

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I'm drinking a Pepsi Twist from 2001 my father left in the faculty refrigerator. Expiration date: AUG 18 02 ( Read more... )

This is where I'll be working next year.I have two classes to teach a week, extra tutoring hours to pick up, english dictation and translation and other secretarial work. In fact, I was awarded the prestigious title of "English Department Secretary". The thing is, whereas we have this whole native english speaking deal here...I'm basically ( Read more... )

I wonder if I should feel guilty that a year and two months after the fact, I finally listened to Green Day's "American Idiot". And it's pretty good. A few songs are enough that they sound a matured Dookie, and with the exception of a few cliched and lame tracks, it's a pretty good concept record. This is coming from someone that dorks out for Zen ( Read more... )

"It seems to me that everyone exists partially on a Negative Zone level, some people more than others. In your life it's kind of like you dip in and out of it: the place where things don't quite work out the way they should. But for some people, there's something about the Negative Zone that tempts them, and they end up going in...going in all the

I've concluded that choosing a course of action to determine 1) your future occupation 2) your niche and contribution in society and 3) essentially, the next 20-30 years of your life is completely ridiculous and unrealistic. So why are people so greedy for an answer when they ask you, "what do you want to do with your life ( Read more... )

Every day's the same. Wake up to stereo alarm, 6:45am with morning chill and the dewy pre-dawn light. Drive out to Lake Manawa, picking up the building wind and turning it into currents. The water laps, trees rustle with autumn dryness. Pick up a hammer and a toolbelt and get to work. The only differences each day are the few faces that keep ( Read more... )

Fuck.

I just sent out an email regarding a button order someone placed with the subject header - "Butter Order". What the hell? Butter? Way to rock the zine community with professionalism Anna.