| Monday, May 2nd, 2005 |
| 11:36 pm |
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| Thursday, April 8th, 2004 |
| 3:13 am |
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| Wednesday, April 7th, 2004 |
| 4:44 pm |
aye carumba!
who do i have to talk to about keeping the weather just like this? i will be in much better spirits if it stays sunny and nice- with maybe a few thunder and lightening storms (i love those). i am finally able to cross something off of my to-do list: magazine - done. now i have to begin to refocus my energies on that old senior project. but for now it's all about rocky... so nervous about tap-dancing scantily clad, but oh how i love those lips... and homework. Current Mood: nervousCurrent Music: rose tints my world - rocky horror |
| Thursday, April 1st, 2004 |
| 1:30 am |
zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
so very busy. can't write in complete sentences. must get sleep. too much to do. just want to curl up in a blanket in front of tv and fall asleep. Current Mood: accomplishedCurrent Music: tiny dancer (hold me closer tony danza to some) - elton john |
| Saturday, March 13th, 2004 |
| 11:46 am |
so long sweet lady brick...
well as soon as i get myself packed i am off. leaving the land of construction and protesting for eight days. days of which i will spend working on that collection of stories that will get me out of here for good. not that i hate where i am, it's just that with all the time i've had to spend on my senior project and the magazine and my classes and work, i've really had no time for anything else. it's all i think about and all i do (it's even snuck its way into my livejournal! pesky little bugger!). except for those brief moments that i spend actually in the company of other people, when even our work loads find a way to get in on the conversation. must spend a few (more than a few, enough to last me the rest of the semester) moments of spring break with my beloved. get my mind off my work so i can be refreshed and ready to kick the rest of my senior year's ass. and next year i'll be able to come up and see my favorite pink haired RA (even if she isn't my RA)do the same to her project. good luck on your training session this break. and remember no one loves oily homer! Current Mood: optimisticCurrent Music: music from next door neighbor's oboe recital...bravo! |
| Friday, February 27th, 2004 |
| 6:54 pm |
a new friend Current Mood: blahCurrent Music: roomie playing her oboe |
| Monday, February 9th, 2004 |
| 2:07 am |
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| 1:53 am |
very sad...
had just written this very long post to make up for two months of ignoring my little journal here and lost every word. too tired and lazy to rewrite it. will try again at another time. this will have to do. Current Mood: crushedCurrent Music: the over-played purchase song, hey ya (lend me some sugar... |
| Wednesday, December 3rd, 2003 |
| 9:48 pm |
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| Tuesday, November 25th, 2003 |
| 12:58 pm |
there's no place like home
i am so ready to go home for thanksgiving. i am so frazzled with school. not because there is an obscene amount of work to be done, but just because i am kind of purchased (a verb that most purchase college students understand right about now and if they don't they are sick people who like to torture themselves)out. when i get home however there is so much to be done. i have lots of homework and have to make the rounds with my family. actually they (should) have to make the rounds with me. every few years my birthday falls on thanksgiving and this year it is the case. so along with the pumpkin pie comes birthday cake! no turkey though - don't eat meat. then it's back to school for three weeks of intense, mind-numbing work as the semester draws to a close. oi vay! (is that how it is spelled?!) hope everyone enjoys their day of gorging & torturing themselves. Current Mood: drainedCurrent Music: this is halloween (fitting right?!) from nightmare b/f xmas |
| Wednesday, November 19th, 2003 |
| 12:24 am |
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| Wednesday, November 12th, 2003 |
| 2:38 am |
can't sleep clowns will eat me...can't sleep
i just can't get to sleep at a normal hour this week. the other night i was horrified when i looked at the clock and it said 4:16 ... a.m folks. ugh. realized i pick up words and obsess over them ... "obsessed" is one of those words right now. i am obsessed about everything. gave my therapist a laugh when i used it three times in talking to her for less than an hour. am really trying to drown myself in writing. got to do it everyday. 'til i can no longer breath and words that i have written are all around me. 'night...morning...is there really a difference anymore? Current Mood: restless |
| Tuesday, November 11th, 2003 |
| 2:21 am |
up late looking at stuff  Carole Landis- Though popular as a B movie star and as a WWII pin- up and USO performer, Carole Landis had a rather unsatisfactory career. Despite great talent, she was only ever recognized for her beauty. Her best major films had her as second fiddle to Betty Grable. After several failed marriages and a rocky affair with Rex Harrison, she committed suicide at age 29. She was never able to reach her full potential. Who's Your Under-Rated Vintage Film Goddess? brought to you by Quizillahow do you determine one's full potential? Current Mood: indescribableCurrent Music: silence |
| Monday, November 10th, 2003 |
| 1:29 am |
progressing through the mess
i'm so proud of myself - i cleaned my room. sounds like i'm ten and just did something good and want my parents to reward me for it with ice cream. but it was getting pretty darn unsightly. i was tripping over things while trying to avoid other things. i know the rooms they give us at school are small, but i think if i was given enough space i could create the world's largest indoor mess. i have to register for classes and it's a full load next semester...guess that's what i get for being a senior (finally!) i am starting to freak out about it now. i have to finish writing my senior project (a fiction collection that will include a novella, a bunch of shorter pieces ranging from your garden variety short stories to short, short stories & micro-fiction ... yes there is a difference between all of them). i also have to layout and design a literary magazine of about 100 pages, take an upper level literature class and work two part-time jobs...'cause i have bills to pay and shopping to do when i get really stressed out. i'm looking forward to it all, but absolutely dreading it at the same time. well, if i freak out about it now maybe i can avoid freaking out about it next semester. oh please, oh please let that be it. random quote: there is nothing worse than a sharp image to a fuzzy concept. ~ansel adams Current Mood: thirstyCurrent Music: rufus wainright |
| Monday, November 3rd, 2003 |
| 11:43 pm |
buried underneath myself
is this semester over with yet?! i feel torn between being overwhelmed and lazy...the two seem to go hand-in-hand for me. i halt and can't move when i have a lot to do. i hate when everything in my life piles up on me. well that's it. words fail me now. wrote a horrible paper for chaucer 'cause i mistakenly (as always) thought i could get work done while i was home...got a bit of it done last night after being out in pok all day celebrating my brother's birthday (i love dew!) and lovesmasher's housewarming (thanks for the snacks!) saw my dad & bugged him about coming to see me...since it's been almost three semesters & he has yet to see my school. now, really that's it. need to read the wife of bath! procrastination is a splinter in my big toe. semi-random quote: "i imagine one of the reasons people cling to their hates so stubbornly is because they sense, once the hate is gone they will be forced to deal with the pain." ~james arthur baldwin Current Mood: drainedCurrent Music: wild world ~cat stevens |
| Monday, October 27th, 2003 |
| 1:05 am |
i am an 80s geek
i am positively horrible at this journal thing and honestly always have been. first i get lazy, then i get to the point where it has been so long that i have to write something absolutely perfect that nothing i put down will ever measure up. so here i am, just writing whatever comes to me. i spent the weekend obsessively watching i love the 80s strikes back. okay, obsessively is not entirely true - i did go out saturday night even though there were episodes on that i had not seen. not to fret though - i sat in front of that tv today and watched every one. it's just so funny to seeing people talk about my childhood & gushing over the same things i did...i admit it i wore la gears with hot pink, black and white laces and i did it while collecting garbage pail kids and watching howard the duck (which was the coolest movie for me back then...and yes i would still watch it today - tim robbins, baby!) and hal sparks making out with rainbow brite was just kinda fun to watch. and i was not totally alone in my obsession...my roomie steph had it on all day too & the other weekend we had an 80s movie night all by ourselves. * radical! like totally syke! * i, to this day, go easy on the hair styling products (the stuff touches my hair maybe once a month) to make amends for my portion of the hole in the ozone layer and the damage i did to my poor hair. * i wish i could say i was punk in the 80s, wearing my attitude on my black sleeves, but alas no...i was a dork and a half in my rolled up jeans, bon jovi shirt "tied" on the side with a lime green clip, and "electric youth" perfume. * i read catch22girl's entry the other day with all the 80s stuff and kept shaking my head, saying, "yes! yes! i am an 80s geek!" Current Mood: ditzyCurrent Music: orange crush by r.e.m. |
| Friday, September 26th, 2003 |
| 5:38 pm |
maya!!!
i am going to see my idol maya angelou speak next week at suny oneonta. i can't believe i am going to be in the same room as her listening to her talk about...well i don't really care that voice just makes anything sound cool. i sound like i did in my pre-teen days barely able to contain myself before a nkotb concert. my boyfriend is coming with me as we are approaching our five year anniversary (yeah us!). i love that he'll go anywhere with me to make me happy. well enough from me, here are some words by my goddess, Maya: come, and be my baby the highways is full of big cars going nowhere fast and folks is smoking anything that'll burn some people wrap their lives around a cocktail glass and you sit wondering where you're going to turn i got it. come. and be my baby. some prophets say the world is gonna end tomorrow but others say we've got a week or two the paper is full of every kind of blooming horror and you sit wondering what you're gonna do. i got it. come. and be my baby. passing time your skin like dawn mine like dusk. one paints the beginning of a certain end. the other, the end of a sure beginning. Current Mood: happyCurrent Music: "i will" by the beatles |
| Tuesday, September 16th, 2003 |
| 1:29 am |
trying it out
so, i thought i would give this a shot. maybe forcing myself to write here will make my writer's block go away. i guess it's not really writer's block, so much as me being stubborn because not everything i write is amazing. i want to write a story that years from now people will be analyzing in a literature class. i want to be up there among the greats (fitzgerald, irving, atwood, morrison....) i want one of those great literary lives that i have been fantasizing about since as long as i can remember. but here i am supposedly immersed in studying my craft and i am not satisfied. i need to stop focusing on what i want and just write. but right now i must get into bed and try to push thoughts away, so i can get some sleep. Current Mood: tiredCurrent Music: hallelujah (jeff buckley version) |