Castles and causeways and monsters and highways
Apr. 17th, 2009
Dec. 29th, 2008
Dec. 7th, 2008
You know when... when you're like talking to someone about something legit, hitting it off, then literally someone else comes up and just showcases the physical possibilities, and all is lost? Like I'm literally talking to someone and a friend comes up and promises "freak" dancing, and ALL IS LOST. I mean fair enough, but to say I learned a lil bit tonight would be an understatement.
Nov. 27th, 2008
06:26 pm - TEST
Oct. 30th, 2008
You know when you really fucked up? Like... no excuses will save, people are counting on you? Yeah I did that today. My eyes hurt, not because I'm tired, but because my reaction to fucking up is to crying my fucking eyes out and call my mom. I... am an idiot. I can't wait to break that news to all those people who are .. counting on me.
Oct. 1st, 2008
as much as i love fall, I'm sort of looking forward to the winter and chasing it down with lots of goldschlager. Who else looks forward to the seasons based off of the alcohol that goes best with them?
Sep. 27th, 2008
Can we be serious right now? I don't want to live alone but living with people is fucking stressful. People need to grow the fuck up. Also, keep in mind that phones work both ways, and are not best utilized to leave awkward messages about "fucking a dead bitch."
ALSO i know this is stupid but The Devil Wears Prada is on and it is a source of constant frustration. Everyone is so hard on Andie and Miranda because of the nature of their jobs. God forbid she has to work and can't come to your fucking birthday party.. what are you, five?
Sep. 3rd, 2008
Today I pet the first dog since finding about Dakota. The dog went from friend to friend to be pet. He finally came to me and just looked up at me so calmly with his big eyes... I know it sounds stupid but it felt like such a knowing look. I pet him between the eyes and thought of my own dog. I miss her. It's her birthday a week from today.
Jul. 27th, 2008
Books Read This Summer:
-Animal, Vegetable, Mineral - Barbara Kingsolver
-Franny & Zooey - J.D. Salinger
-From the Mixed-Up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler - E. L. Konigsburg
-Nine Stories - J.D. Salinger
-Raise High the Roof Beam, Carpenters and Seymour: an Introduction - J.D. Salinger
EDIT: Just read American Youth by Phil LaMarche, I think i'll get back on-track.
Whoa I bet everyone is totally impressed by how well-read I am. I have NO JOB and I still can't manage to read very much. I know the problem, I mostly want to just watch The Soup and be on the internet.
I went away for a week and it was really good. I went to Syracuse then NYC. Syracuse was a lot of good food and pals and a beach and a huge panic attack, and being in my new house which is totally incredible. NYC was sleeping in extreme heat and begging for hipster tours. We weren't allowed in MOMA. We don't need MOMA. I want to get out again.
I swear I have a more ambitious summer reading list for the remainder, but I don't think I'll get too much further because I like to sleep in too late.
Jun. 28th, 2008
I think I'm going to just stay up. It's already 6:30am. I can't believe that I'm starting to accept 2am as an early bedtime. I've really always been like this, but it's pretty extreme this summer break.
At least I've been sort of constructive tonight, trying to clean my room. I decided that instead of being angry about my lack of trying this summer, and just hating my room and where it leaves me, I'm going to make the fucking best of it.
Also I would just go to sleep but it's Saturday which is the best day of all. I plan to go to Baltimore and go to yard sales and thrifting and drink coffee and maybe take an afternoon nap. If I go to bed, I know I will sleep through Saturday daytime funtime. I've even been planning what I want to eat for breakfast all night. Creepy. Hopefully soon I'll start slurring my tired words when I'm trying to haggle with yard sellers. It's also finally time to check out the yard sale of my neighbor. His perpetual yard sale has been going on for a straight week- he's had silver-y looking things in front of his house for seven days and I want to see what else he's got.
Dear Santogold, I love your music but the two ladies dancing behind you schtick is weird. Anyway, keep at it. Also, she's like 30-something. Lately I've been wondering a lot of about ages, probably to see if where I'm at is normal or whether I should be the CEO of a company by now.
Navigate: (Previous 10 Entries)