thenine

There was a spider in the hood of my hoodie. Now my head itches all over. The little spider, whom I did not spot or catch, wasn't happy with me at all. So he bit me a lot before finding a way off my head. *itch*

To Do:
(1) Sleep.
(2) Learn me some Plato.
(3) Write some stuff down.
(4) Get her out of my head.
(5) Sleep. More.

Here goes nothing. BANZAI !!!!!!!!

I thought I should start the week off on the right foot. Since I'll need all the bravado I can get in the next few days. Lots of things to do and to bitch about. Got be on my best behavior if I want to get anything done around here.

In unrelated news, I had a nice fairly nonchalant talk...
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The rain sounds beautiful outside my open window. It's cold in my room but the air is fresh. I'm listening to a new Jen Wood CD that came in the mail on Friday. I'm making progress on HW. It's looking good. The stress is lifting, if ony a break in the clouds.

I want to stay home today and do nothing.....

Spent all day at school......
Will spend all tomorrow at school.

Q: There's a division growing, It's almost like mitosis. Like a singel cell divinding in two and inevitably more. Do cells get seperation anxiety?

A: While lying in bed under the moonlight, one can grasp the beam and manipulate it into an orb of silver light. Place the orb in your heart and drink what remains from your cupped hands. This will calm you down...
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I woke up feeling alone again. Which isn't all that unusual. Even though to be fair, by the time I finish my drive to school I'll be feeling fine again. I get into this total school mind set; where I am a student, these are my teachers/classmates, and I've got a job to do. No time to worry about that other life that's lived at...
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I got this email sent to me last night. I didn't get it until just now. But it was one of my friends telling me that she hated me because I wasn't awake at 1:30 to come over and kill a spider that she found in her room. LOL. That's so adorable. Sh must've lost hours of sleep since she had to change her sheets...
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A little of what's on my mind:

The written word is the fetter that binds memories and thought. Like twin crows tied to the earth. To fetter the ineffable in words is the poets greatest strength and greatest folly. That which cannot be chained itself must be bound in other ways. In other words.

In other news, I've been tinkering with this short (very short)...
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Some days I feed entirely on emotions. Today I'm on the hunt for food.

The emotional hunger is coming on again. Like a vampiric bloodlust; only satiable by certain things. The little impulses are starting to take shape and take over. It's just a little shift in the psyche. If it weren't for the cloudy weather and wind I'd be a lost cause for sure....
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I found a hole in one of my favorite pairs of pants. I'll probably hold on to them for a while, wear them around the house and then pitch them when I finally get off my ass and go out to buy a new pair. But for now I dug up an old pair of pants I havn't worn is maybe a year or so....
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