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by which of course I mean FRIENDS ONLY mofu.

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They blocked all Good and Interesting websites at work, so now it's a cup of coffee every afternoon and frantic free wi-fi in cold corners. THANKS STUPID OFFICE GIRL. The first rule of Using the Internet at Work Club is: don't use facebook in front of your boss. The second rule of Using the Internet at Work Club is: don't use facebook in front of your boss.

But if I am playing at silver linings, this is just one more step closer to my achievement of Total Adulthood! Serious work business at work, everything else after 5. Or... 8:30.... whatever, whatever.

Fuck but it smells like mold in this Starbucks. This is the sight of my wallet stealing, isn't that ironic! It was nearly a year ago, too.

Just before lunch I read Bible Camp Bloodbath, which is a pretty good little novella on the internet. It's by the dude that writes A Softer World and it's pretty bitchin. You can buy a copy of it or you can just read it for free. Thanks internet. It isn't that I don't like to support Fellow Artists, it's just that all my money goes towards 1. grad school, 2. library late fees, 3. coffee, 4. the goddamn rent.
Anyways, Bloodbaths. Chrriiiiist. I don't have any trouble with visual gore in the slightest; I am a fully desensitized American. But goddamn if reading a bit of gore doesn't get me all choked and perched upon the utter edge of my seat.

And! Christmas! I have begun to Bake. And I am getting out my strands of precious precious saffron to make


I thought I had a picture of ours but ohhhh it was on ye olde laptoppe.

Things are going well in general! I start my Official Thesis Hours next semester what the helllllllllll. And that's all she friggin' wrote!
All I'm drinking for the rest of my life is horchata.

It's been raining a lot,
I've been baking a lot,
it's nearly October a lot,
I've been writing a story about a boy named Vikrum a lot,
my family is pretty happy a lot,
I'm getting a new kitten (but once, not a lot),
she will be calico a lot

in sum:
I'm pretty good!


In these parts, it's getting to be a cool sixty degrees daily, at the highest, which means: FALL!

I am ridiculously excited for fall. gone are the days of standing too close to too many sweaty assholes on the train. gone are the days of sweltering heat. gone are the days of the exorbitantly high electric bill thanks air conditioner! so in honor of this the beautiful season, I made a list of good autumnal things and I have decided to share it with the world, since everyone should be this excited! ARE YOU READY.

it got a little long....Collapse )

now if you will excuse me, I will be out getting a pumpkin spice latte for my lunch and reading a little Pride & Prejudice. yeeeeeea boyeeee.


this is so important to say:

Hog Butcher for the World,
Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat,
Player with Railroads and the Nation's Freight Handler;
Stormy, husky, brawling,
City of the Big Shoulders:
They tell me you are wicked and I believe them, for I have seen your painted women under the gas lamps luring the farm boys.
And they tell me you are crooked and I answer: Yes, it is true I have seen the gunman kill and go free to kill again.
And they tell me you are brutal and my reply is: On the faces of women and children I have seen the marks of wanton hunger.
And having answered so I turn once more to those who sneer at this my city, and I give them back the sneer and say to them:
Come and show me another city with lifted head singing so proud to be alive and coarse and strong and cunning.
Flinging magnetic curses amid the toil of piling job on job, here is a tall bold slugger set vivid against the little soft cities;
Fierce as a dog with tongue lapping for action, cunning as a savage pitted against the wilderness,
Building, breaking, rebuilding,
Under the smoke, dust all over his mouth, laughing with white teeth,
Under the terrible burden of destiny laughing as a young man laughs,
Laughing even as an ignorant fighter laughs who has never lost a battle,
Bragging and laughing that under his wrist is the pulse, and under his ribs the heart of the people, Laughing!
Laughing the stormy, husky, brawling laughter of Youth, half-naked, sweating, proud to be Hog Butcher, Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat, Player with Railroads and Freight Handler to the Nation.

so what's new?

oh yeah so. I'm in impending grad school doom.
(okay so it's actually fine & I am excited x 20.)

life is draining all of my creativity away. I am slowly but slowly becoming stupid, capable only of making the occasional meal and petting the occasional wandering cat that passes by my station in this chair.

then I get up & go outside & play frisbee.

saturday I rolled up the carpet in my room & looked at the pretty pretty wood floor. & I was like, I have 1 million papers to fill out & 1 million checks to write/mail, and thennnnnn more work work work, but I just want to look at the sunlight on all this blonde wood & wax sentimental.

so I did.

I guess it needed to happen.

post script, I love THUNDERSTORMS.
this crushed my soul this morning.

oh me? I've been okay. you know, getting shit together. mailed off all my grad school apps & everything. hassling people all week to send recommendations, transcripts, but my end of all this shit is actually D O N E. feels good just to know that it's all in someone else's hands now. there's still plenty to do: renting an apartment (got some leads from my cousin about bridgeport though), buying rest of the furniture, applying for assistantship... I could go on forever. but the closer it draws the more excited I get.

ate bok choy for the first time yesterday & set out my meal plan for next year: rice + various sauces + eggs + spinach. inexpensive livin here I come.

argued with myself all day today. ate sweet&sour rice & drank 1 gallon of coffee. life is cold but good.
subject: "rollin with saget"

tags: "rollin with saget"
mood: "rollin with saget"
music: "rollin with saget"


in other news:
I'm practically snowed in to my house !!
&, so far so good, 09.
I made 5+ new year's resolutions for 09.

1. is a secret
2. learn to be ambidextrous
3. be more focused
4. buy more furniture
5. cut negative shit out of my life.


there's more but I mostly forget. 09 baby. this is my year. this new year's I was drinking champagne in a basement & really thinking hard. I dunno what it is. election or personal life or world or what. but I felt like this is the year. the year for...? I can't say. but it feels like a changing sort of year. it was this weird suspended feeling, & my throat got tight, & I watched the fireworks thinking, it's changing. it's over. it was chilly & weird & I've never felt so strange on new year's before. it was always a screw off celebration, but this year there was some funky significance attached to it. maybe it comes with being older or maybe it comes from the state of my life. but I felt it, man. no, for real.
no more fightning. no more struggles. no more confrontations, feeling guilty; no more upset stupid thinking blaming, etc. it's time to get real.

2009 I will be 23. even that has some significance. maybe I should go back to bed.

last night I made cinnamon crusted greek chicken. explosions of flavor! I felt like I was eating at the olive garden, only... greek.

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