In an attempt to avoid reading Leslie Marmon Silko the other night, I wandered onto my old Livejournal. And hey! It's pretty much how I left it (it's just like cleaning your room and finding all your old pants). Hurray for the internet and its many distractions.

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In a desperate attempt to feel some sense of community, I came to read livejournal today.


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I suppose I should start journaling again. And why not bring my typing skills back up to par while I'm at it? When I stop writing anything for so long I begin to go brain dead, and I can only communicate in grunts and squeals, which isn't such an awful way to communicate in itself (it can be highly effective), but the english language can be ( Read more... )

I just got done loading my livejournal onto disk. You know. So I'll have something tangible. I went to have my wisdoms teeth out this morning. I was up and okay again after 4 or 5 hours of sleep. I'm lucky. My face didn't swell. I wonder if I'll bruise. Hey, guys, let's make Ajia a whole new wardrobe out of flowing, lacy things. (Yeah, good plan ( Read more... )

Eh, don't look back. The amount of change that has occured is just too overwhelming. And don't look forward, because you know that someday the present is going to be a moment in which the change is so noticeable and overwhelming that you can't handle it. Blah. Let's stay in the present forever. Oh, hey, that's how it works out, isn't it. Oh, time. ( Read more... )

Finally, LJ works ( Read more... )

I went over to Sean's to work on math after school today. "Do you have food in your house, Sean?" Wrong thing to ask ( Read more... )

Lordy. I have to get rid of this nagging sense of impending doom.

I just want to show it from the rooftops sometimes.

Were you merely a voice.

Were you words on a page.

My feelings would continue unchanged.