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but Friday never hesitates
Apr. 2nd, 2004 02:34 pmHad to repark the car this morning. In retrospect, I really wasn't awake enough to drive at 7:30.
school's back in session
Overslept American Revolution this morning by twenty minutes, and I felt so bad. So bad! Rolled out of bed, rushed to class - where the prof had held off passing out the attendance sign-in sheet, a beginning of class ritual. And repeated an announcement he'd apparently made when class began that he'd be out Monday. I like you, too.
people always take a step away from what is true
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walkingshadow finally met the ex-boy when she came to meet me for lunch. We walked across the street to Cafe Gardens to enjoy another beautiful day outside, had fantastic conversation, and generally felt pretty lucky for a great many reasons.
can I be electric, too?
Spent the rest of the afternoon being a sad puppy, following her around because she's leaving to go home for Passover and I won't see her for four days. Four days. Yeah, I sat on washing machines and watched her fold clothes, commandeered her playlist as she packed in her room, and generally made somewhat of a clingy nuisance of myself for an hour or so.
eighteen and life in Chino
I'm thinking very seriously of driving to Tallahassee this weekend.plum_evil and ink_stain, how do your weekends look for visitation? Maybe we can make good on a couple of those meals we've been promising to sit down for.
and it just tears my ass apart that you don't know my name
I was in my room for a total of maybe half an hour that wasn't spent sleeping yesterday, in little 5-10 minute bursts. Somewhere in the course of events, my roommate moved out. ... She's been saying how I won't have to put up with her messiness and menageries (did I mention she got treefrogs that must be fed live crickets, which make cricket noises all day, a couple of weeks ago?) for much longer. I thought she meant the end of the semester is nigh! Apparently not.
feelings are intense, words are trivial
That song is somehow Bassez in my head. But then, we've discussed how I seem to be hardwired for it, almost to the point of it seeming like I went out of my way to be a JoLa girl, which was actually one of the most organic processes ever. Also, Bassez is this incredibly angsty, bitter, and ultimately tragic thing in my head. Apparently. They are hot though, aren't they? Rawr.
Huh. This entry is somewhat songficcish, isn't it? Eh, consider them recs.
Quote of the Day:
"I'm sorry, all questions must be submitted in written form."
-Willy Wonka
It was on this morning. Cannot wait until the Johnny Depp version comes out. If the fates are at all kind, it'll be a reinterpretation, rather than a remake. *crosses fingers*
school's back in session
Overslept American Revolution this morning by twenty minutes, and I felt so bad. So bad! Rolled out of bed, rushed to class - where the prof had held off passing out the attendance sign-in sheet, a beginning of class ritual. And repeated an announcement he'd apparently made when class began that he'd be out Monday. I like you, too.
people always take a step away from what is true
walkingshadow finally met the ex-boy when she came to meet me for lunch. We walked across the street to Cafe Gardens to enjoy another beautiful day outside, had fantastic conversation, and generally felt pretty lucky for a great many reasons.can I be electric, too?
Spent the rest of the afternoon being a sad puppy, following her around because she's leaving to go home for Passover and I won't see her for four days. Four days. Yeah, I sat on washing machines and watched her fold clothes, commandeered her playlist as she packed in her room, and generally made somewhat of a clingy nuisance of myself for an hour or so.
eighteen and life in Chino
I'm thinking very seriously of driving to Tallahassee this weekend.
plum_evil and ink_stain, how do your weekends look for visitation? Maybe we can make good on a couple of those meals we've been promising to sit down for.and it just tears my ass apart that you don't know my name
I was in my room for a total of maybe half an hour that wasn't spent sleeping yesterday, in little 5-10 minute bursts. Somewhere in the course of events, my roommate moved out. ... She's been saying how I won't have to put up with her messiness and menageries (did I mention she got treefrogs that must be fed live crickets, which make cricket noises all day, a couple of weeks ago?) for much longer. I thought she meant the end of the semester is nigh! Apparently not.
feelings are intense, words are trivial
That song is somehow Bassez in my head. But then, we've discussed how I seem to be hardwired for it, almost to the point of it seeming like I went out of my way to be a JoLa girl, which was actually one of the most organic processes ever. Also, Bassez is this incredibly angsty, bitter, and ultimately tragic thing in my head. Apparently. They are hot though, aren't they? Rawr.
Huh. This entry is somewhat songficcish, isn't it? Eh, consider them recs.
Quote of the Day:
"I'm sorry, all questions must be submitted in written form."
-Willy Wonka
It was on this morning. Cannot wait until the Johnny Depp version comes out. If the fates are at all kind, it'll be a reinterpretation, rather than a remake. *crosses fingers*
