I Love Winter Break

So I'm practically nocturnal cause I usually wake up a little after 12, then work or hang out, then take a nap around 3, and when I wake up at 4 its dark already. Yeaaaaaa 2 hours of sunlight. I can just feel myself getting pale.

Last night I watched Pulp Fiction and tonight Inglorious Bastards. Quentin is invading my movie seeing, it's all I've watched lately. I saw Sin City like four days ago, too. And the first time I saw it was of course in Gus' basement on late night TV. First time I saw Pulp Fiction was in a very awkward situation in Orlee's basement. And Sam and Pete told me we were going to jam and then kidnapped me and took me to Inglorious Bastards.

I stole my parents old coffee machine and installed it on my desk so now I can have coffee all throughout the night. And it's so cold outside that I can just keep my soy milk chilled in between the glass and the screen of my window, perfect.

The real reason I'm blogging is because I'm not letting myself go to bed until I compare Medea and Antigone. Yea, thats right, fucking AP Honors English never leaves me alone. Here is a picture of Medea. And then Antigone. AHAHAHAHAHAH. Well obviously they both were a little chunky, but I think Medea is hotter. There, that's my thesis.

Last Words

... and I remember him drunkenly saying - "I'm just a good boy with his shirt buttoned up from the east coast. Like 'Hello Mrs. Bruno!' before I take you out for dinner and a nice movie. I just happen to like drugs, alcohol, and cigarettes."

To Many Thoughts

Sunday Randoms

I have been in beds the whole day. Orlee is a saint, Gus left me again, I saw the Marine, and Ian is goofy as usual.

Here are some pictures of people that do not look like me right now. Good lord .

Almost

It's 5 in the morning and I've been working on college stuff this whole day. But my sleep cycle is so screwed up anyway. And it doesn't matter because for the first time in quite a while I am genuinely happy.

I

I just am sitting here paralyzed by the music and it's been a long time of frosty tree slip sprinkle mist since I remembered what the sunrise felt like and a long time since I stare and stared and stared. Ookay I'm trying this again simply because I know I am going insane and the last two days were the first -un-tired days I have had since July I forgot what being awake felt like fresh lake slip over and loose time and drums drums drums. The last time I felt as run on on on on on I hid my head under the covers and blasted how things used to be how how how the snow looked on his hair remember I did one of theses well it's been a year year year are you ready for 2010? No. No no no no no no no no I need to run I need to be outside I need to sleep I need to wake I need to do my homework take tests pay attention not sleep be manageable be responsible I need to never use to be verbs. I'm so numb in a good way in a self inflicted high thats causing all of this to flow out from god knows where goes knows god knows god knows no fucking no fucking get out. Come in come back I know you're here hiding where exactly you were before but changed that space that the sound of the door used to be so familiar green little dusty spot oh no you have not grown up up up up grown up. Grow up. Familiar green green green green green green green are you ready for 2010 no.

Strung

I just can not focus on doing

anything

rightnow

all i want is ice cream and porn and flashing lights and and and and and

computer screens as lightbulbs

and and and and and and and bob dylan

and little jack horner aint got nothin on me

cause i have more more more more ssssssssswish

and stolen silver spoons

YOU'RE SEXIEST WHEN YOU MAKE ME THINK

Bob

Behati, from my homeland Wisconsin.

Good News

I got accepted to Hendrix! With two hefty scholarships! Such a relief to know that I am going to college, at last.... but 7 applications due this weekend. GAH

GUS CAME HOME

ORLEE COMES HOME IN 3 DAYS

nostalgia

Please Come Home

NO.

Bikebikebike

it's very cold

like blasting me

almost

but I like it anyway

and then I get lazy

and think that the lock doesn't need to go through the wheel too

really

but okayfineI'lldoit.

(and it's perfectly fine to live it overnight on the bike racks. I've done it before.

nothing happened)

So I heap that literature book

two sizes too small three sizes to big

and proportioned all wrong

into my little European bike basket

and pretend to be a little European woman

and turning corners

is so funny

because the weight causes me to titter

on the edge

of a very embarrassing collapse

and filling up the tires is annoying

but to keep up I need all the agility I can get

go fast little velo

wait but really it's not that little

not as sporty and beautiful and slick as others

I'm possessive nonetheless

but the point of all this is that I can't get on my bike from the right side without looking like a complete goon

Eat Food. Not Too Much. Mostly Plants.

http://kalman.blogs.nytimes.com/2009/11/26/back-to-the-land/?em a beautiful story - this stuff is like what I have been doing in my independent study for the past month

Jazz

I wake up to jazz,

I get dressed to jazz,

on fancy Friday Nights

I put on makeup to jazz

Because I feel that much more sophisticated

December

I just witnessed the calendar on my computer change to DECEMBER 1!

so:

1. soundtrack - Iron & Wine

2. I submitted my first college app ever today! awwwwww

3. the corner by the heater in the library is the most comfortable, beautiful space ever. No if I could only stay awake in it for longer the 3 minutes I might actually get something done in my independent study...

4. I'm goin to Germany for a month this summer. weeeeeeeeee! watch out Berlin

5. French test tomorrow and I really need to get a good grade on it and I haven't studied. Merde.

6. WTF journalism last hour with schmitz is so banal my body really can't take it. ugh

7. oh yea and hipster runoff is dead. not like I check it every day or anything. wow I can't believe I am blogging about the ironic blog this is so wrong in so many ways and my brain is spinning out of controllll

8. ooooohhhhh sweet mama two hits and the joint turned brown

9. I cleaned my room

10. San Pelligrino is just so sophisticated. I'll leave this post with that thought.