January 2010
31 posts
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Jan 31st
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“Here I am back home again; I am here to rest. All they ask is where I’ve been, knowing I’ve been west—”
Jan 29th
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Taking the punch of my share of bad karma this week (I’m not complaining; I’m just saying). It’s hard to keep your head above water when you haven’t even left the shoreline. The boat’s still docked but I’m walking the plank. Sometimes I really can’t deal with the world. I want to sleep for three days straight (but all I’ve got is a couple hours, so I better make it worth it).
Jan 28th
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Jan 26th
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I just spilled water in my Macbook. Fuck.
Jan 25th
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“Of course it’s possible to love a human being if you don’t know them...”
– Charles Bukowski.
Jan 24th
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Jan 23rd
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I can’t help but want to start over.
Jan 22nd
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Jan 22nd
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I just deleted my Facebook. Mistake?
Jan 21st
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“It’s a fool who looks for logic in the chambers of the human heart.”
– Ulysses Everett McGill, “O Brother, Where Art Thou?”
Jan 21st
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Never, oh! never, nothing will die; the stream flows, the wind blows, the cloud fleets, the heart beats, Nothing will die. — “Nothing Will Die,” Alfred Lord Tennyson.
Jan 19th
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Jan 18th
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Jan 17th
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We are definitely rewatching all the “Harry Potter” films this weekend. Uh, wow.
Jan 17th
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Jan 14th
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Jan 14th
45 notes
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“to be despised, to be loved, to be dreamt of, to be sought—”
Jan 13th
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Jan 12th
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I think my family had a good time in Portland. I miss them already.
Jan 11th
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Jan 10th
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Jan 8th
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I hate going through my phone and trying to figure out how these random people’s numbers got in my phone. Did I date a Jared?
Jan 8th
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Silence is mother fucking golden.
Jan 7th
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Jan 7th
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This is Your Health Care Future →
Read it, read it, read it. (via newsweek)
Jan 6th
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I feel like I spent the last decade in gestation. To be fair, I was underage for most of it, but it was ten years of stepping stones — start and finish high school, start and finish college; learn to drive, learn to drink, learn to dream. This decade is about me. Priorities. What is important when you put your head on the pillow at the end of the day? I’m (still) trying to figure...
Jan 4th
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Whenever I write to you, I feel so fake. Every single sentence is dishonest, each thought is deceitful — designed to let you know how incredible my life is now, how well I’m doing, how much I like it here — It’s not salt in the wound, and it’s definitely not reassurance. It’s just facts, embellished and exaggerated, exploited for what they are and what they...
Jan 4th
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Jan 4th
39 notes
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Jan 3rd
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01.02.2010 So today is a palindrome. That’s something.
Jan 2nd
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