hansel

Interesting night with too few Canadians. Victoria will be stuck with me most of the night. I need recovery. Coffee tomorrow.

It happened. It really happened. Life is about to get a lot stranger. I couldn't be happier. Figuratively of course. I can think of a few things that'd make me happier.

You know a group presentation went bad when..

After class you find out the professor was making fun of your presentation to another group of students.

It took the entire day but I did it.

I have cleaned my dishes.

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Midterms are over. I spent twenty minutes on the last one. Apathy: the big warm blanket protecting me from my peers.

Going to Gang of Four tonight. I'm gonna bob my head like a true Portlander.

I've gotten so strong this year.

The grime has built up in the corners. I'm swabbing the dust from tossed off hobbies and ambitions. These are the signs of a dirty mind. I love looking at myself. A hard long gaze at the vacillating principles that guide the decisions people make for me.

I spent an unreasonable amount of time with the DMV today. It was great. I escaped from work...
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My family and I built sound proofing equipment all weekend. It felt really great to see everyone in one place. My sister is my best friend by far. I've really missed them since they moved to Berkeley. They may be moving back. The prospect of seeing my nephew every day has gotten me excited.

In precisely 12 hours I will be travelling at a high, and most likely dangerous, rate of speed. White trash speed. Cop chase speed. I'm braving the world outside of Portland for the weekend, if indeed it exists.

I'll paint giant patterns around the sun.