Oh, insanity. lots of not working around here, hanging out with the techies, mocking designers.
Also, drunken insanity and alcohol poisoning. And writing about people nearly dying from alcohol poisoning. All shit. If I have to freak out about my friends living or dying, I should at least be able to write something beautiful about it. Ugh.
Nothing else. Sort of tired and apathetic, except that spring break is coming and I'm going to go see humbert! I need her back so I can be not-linear again.
PS, they just opened an ice cream shop on campus. I am going to get so fat and love every minute of it.
Also, drunken insanity and alcohol poisoning. And writing about people nearly dying from alcohol poisoning. All shit. If I have to freak out about my friends living or dying, I should at least be able to write something beautiful about it. Ugh.
Nothing else. Sort of tired and apathetic, except that spring break is coming and I'm going to go see humbert! I need her back so I can be not-linear again.
PS, they just opened an ice cream shop on campus. I am going to get so fat and love every minute of it.
i think, when you're here, we should only speak in crazy nonlinear poetry, like "placid orange decay bulldozes walled fructose." see, i can't even be as crazy as you when i'm trying to sound crazy. the point was that you can and will write all things beautifully.
em was using your "humbling moment" as her aim profile for awhile.