myfirstmine

Not allowed to sleep tonight. Lonely, stressed, and so much to do.



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There is a rather loud parade going on outside my window. I don't have the energy nor the interest to go look though. Spent the night outside in the rain talking about music and American Spirits. Chinese food and unlimited cheap boxed wine tonight. Sometimes things are good.

PAVEMENT 2010 CENTRAL PARK SHOW TICKETS.




















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I do believe that I would live in a Pavement song if I could. I saved a small child's life today. Well actually I just picked up an overturned carriage. Same diff. I ate a croissant and drank tea. I bought some new stockings. I learned about apoxia and aphasia in class. I came home. I drank a beer. I ate a salad. I drank another beer. I ate some bean sprouts. I'm running a bath. Lather. Rinse. Repeat. Lather Rinse.

I like that I still get chills whenever I pass the street musicians. And I like that I still get shivers when I hear a siren. And I like that I still get sad when I see all the homeless people. And I like that I still cry at night when I miss my house. And I like that I still can't help but say hi to pigeons when I walk to class in the morning. And I like that I still get too excited to fall asleep on Christmas Eve.
I don't ever want to get too cynical.

MUST WRITE PAPER MUST WRITE PAPER MUST WRITE PAPER MUST WRITE PAPER. NO MORE DRUNKING. NO MORE DRUNKING. NO MORE DRUNKING. NO MORE DRUNKS.




sigh.

Dear Live Journal,
I'm sorry I've been unfaithful. Blatantly parading around scribbling in that Moleskine notebook and breaking your heart. And then here I come crawling back to you when I realize that writing my deepest thoughts isn't the same when there isn't the slight possibility that someone I know or complete strangers are reading my them and falling in love with me. Oh my narcissism.

I realize you aren't a real blog since I've yet to let any of my current friends read you. Yet I haven't put any new thoughts in you of late either. So there you go. What am I saying? I don't know. I'm tired. I have sunburn peeling. I saw two ants in the bathroom today. I bet they're wondering what strange land they've stumbled across. Much more hazardous and aquatic then the opulent paradise of the kitchen. I tried to get them to crawl on a piece of paper so I could lead them to where life exists but they didn't trust me.

i got two dollars i got two dollars i got two dollars hey hey

My greatest ambition in life is to own a bathtub. Not a shower/bathtub, just a bathtub. One of those old ones with the claws. And a fridge with an ice machine.

This past three weeks I have eliminated all unkind thoughts from my mind. Not that I was a bitch before or anything but sometimes I would look at someone and think that they looked fat or that they were unfortunate looking. Not anymore. It takes 21 days to make a habit, or so I've heard. And being completely nonjudgemental is my new one.