4:03 p.m. x 2005-01-31
today i...ellicited an emotional responce (that wasn't rage or loathing) from one of my grad project advisors, wrote prose, listened to two sides of an argument (which, the definitive word on that being...you both say the exact
same thing about each other, and it's perversely cute), flew into a seething rage that lasted a sentence (before the prose, which...that came out of nowhere), got more than a hundred on a test, and recieved a puzzling letter in the mail that made me laugh in a this-is-very-typical-of-me manner.
devil music is AMAZING. they're cool like goblin and a stanley kubrick soundtrack shagging in an elevator.
if anybody should ask i'm going to a seminar
pieces of the moon
sensitive heart, you're doomed from the start