andy checks my beautiful craniotomy while i get pooped on.


i made jello!

new nightmare:
i collect keys in a box and they want to send me to the hospital. i just have to steal the keys to the hospital!

today i was the most stressed out i've been in a while. don't wake up. please don't feel this. steady, boy. don't flinch. ewwwwww. just in the nick of time! i learned andy's name finally. i guess that means the other one is. umm. fuck. i can't remember! josh. andy is the only grad student in allll of bcs from massachusetts. is that weird to you? it is for me. here's a poem i wrote today:
Mojo out of head
Quick boozing
Warp voxels

Head out of booze
Quick Mojo
Warping voxels

and here are some thoughts i had while waiting for a train this weekend:
I think my sweater smells very bad.
I wish I remembered deodorant. Do I usually wear deodorant?
I wonder if Nick has a girlfriend.
I forget what my flickr account is.
I want to visit my old man in Flagstaff.
Does Flagstaf(f?)) have 2 fs?
I like birds inside of buildings.

(Oh man. It smells.)

OK! have a good and less stressful than my Wednesday Thursday everyone. I love you and, please, wish me good things.

i've been trying to do this forever now. why? why is it so slow?

oh my god she is ridiculous and i think i'm going mad.

Christian Bok, Eunoia chapter U

Hi, this reminds me of you:
"It's not that you expect anything in particular from this particular book. You're the sort of person who, on principle, no longer expects anything of anything. There are plenty, younger than you or less young, who live in the expectation of extraordinary experiences: from books, from people, from journeys, from events, from what tomorrow has in store. But not you. You know that the best you can expect is to avoid the worst. This is the conclusion you have reached, in your personal life and also in general matters, even international affairs. What about books? Well, precisely because you have denied it in every other field, you believe you may still grant yourself legitimately this youthful pleasure of expectation in a carefully circumscribed area like the field of books, where you can be lucky or unlucky, but the risk of disappointment isn't serious," (Calvino, If on a winter's night a traveler).

marvin gaye, distant lover

last january, al green, marvin gaye, kc and the sunshine band, penelope moonchild, katie the lady, me. the three shits. that's us.

also can i please WRITE how much i miss my dearest christie/kari combo.
picture:
nahanahanahan

ughhh just gave a sleepy presentation. it is so beautiful out and i'm inside waiting for it to be 5pm so i can get free pastries from this place where i'm staring at a really ugly cake that they want to sell. yuck! who wants a chai flavored cake covered in green frosting with blue dollops of more yuck on it. ??? burnt caramel is WAY too sweet. yesterday i fell in love with my ta for the way he said he was a vegetarian and then, unfortunately, killed the mouse(i'm adding him to my mailing list). my cousin ate a grapefruit. OMG GABriel CIRA IS IN BOSTON! gillian is going out with a younger man. her main concern is coffee will make her old.
i
love
you
just a perfect message to every one.