so i slept for two hours last night, woke up and did not enjoy how i felt in the slightest. really didn't want to be alone. but, as it often goes, had no option of any way out. i called my brother, no answer. my sister answered though. my stepmom had a seizure yesterday. they think from stress. i didn't know you get could full on big grand seizure' ( Read more... )

sitting on the roof of a downtown building all night, watching the sun come up. i still don't like the taste of beer, but i bet i'd get use to it. go to sleep at 7 o clock on the floor of a warehouse-turned-apartment of a guy who plays guitar so very well, and is a very nice drunk. wake up at nine. dye my hair auburn brown. make three cards for ( Read more... )

I LOVE ABBY MORE THAN...UH. UH. UH. EVERYTHING

....yeah. twice.

i am completely in love with all of my friends ( Read more... )

i slept in my bed for the first time last night since i've been home. i've been able to start unpacking. i'm listening to punk covers of pop songs. i went to church last night. Blake Bell's hair is way long and even more gorgeous than before. i miss my friends in Michigan. i miss mission. it's been 8 days, i miss my dad ( Read more... )

my strength is sapped, like the heat on a summers day

cleanse this broken man
meet me where i stand

Sometime within the next week Sarah is cutting my hair, basically like hers, but a little longer in the back. it will be either the color of red wine, or a very very deep shade of my natural red ( Read more... )

i started my florist job today. it was alright. better than other things. the ladies there are nice. i smell like a flower.

my thoughts, in briefness, on the weekend retreat i went on with mission christ., taken from my xanga. april 25th, 2005 ( Read more... )

Kate Bangs wrote ( Read more... )