the shirtless man in shorts shovelling the sidewalk in front of the middle east

the shirtless man in shorts shovelling the sidewalk in front of the middle east

i spent a while in the car today. i drove through waltham, arlington, belmont, cambridge, boston, brookline, somerville. the going was slow. it is now the 14th.

i know someone that got a dog.

i'm talking with someone now that i haven't talked to in a long time.

i'm trying to make a decision (but am i really?).

i am becoming more disparate, disentangled, disassociated, disassembled. under mi sleng teng

i don't so much type as splat, i don't so much write as blotter, i don't so much compose as dispose, i don't so much blog as scribble, i don't so much report as ramble, i don't so much compile as pile on.

i'm thinking about the way the snow makes you feel. the snow falls and rests, flake on flake, in drifts that rest on car doors and church walls.

i sit in my living room and the snow continues to fall, and the inches on the sloping roof of the church tumble down.

at dartmouth the snow and ice used to fall off the buildings directly into the path you were about to be walking in. i saw many abandoned cars on the road tonight

k. let's listen to duke ellington's nutcracker suite. then vince guaraldi charlie brown christmas. then hot chocolate, then dream

back home | ambivalence | my roommates make me happy

back home. i'm ambivalent about continuing living in boston. which is weird, because i have so much fun here and i love everyone here and i know i would miss everyone so much if i left.

i'm lucky though, cause i live with amazing roommates. clynton had to pull an all nighter and they're hilarious

"yeah but he's a fashion designer and he has like diplomatic immunity from being gay"

i'm reminded of how we wrote quotes all over the walls of tabard, especially the bathroom walls. over the course of a term, a year, an undergraduate career, you read the same quotes dozens, hundreds, thousands of times. it would be a short quote and then a persons house name, or a couple house names, which you either knew or didnt

so my roommates are funny and make me laugh constantly. i don't know how or why i ever lived alone. whoops.

i want tmrw to be a big day and to get things done (but do i really?). looks like a storm's coming, uhoh, noreaster. i learned about what a northeaster was once but forgot. i've come to understand i did a lot of work in college but it wasn't sustained enough.

i'm gonna cop oh no's dr. no's oxperiment.

lemme get back at you