we're gonna run them into the ground… jay did not call today. i wonder what happened. tomorrow, well in eight hours i guess, i'll be…
Month: May 2004
Oh , how I adore thee. Let me count the ways. One, two, three, four, five, six…
i think the period after coffee and conversation is my most creative, yet i don't do much with it these days. do random phrases, sentences,…
If there is one person you can’t stop thinking about, post this same exact sentence in your journal
or are you just a marble. i didn't have to ask, “hey, do you like donnie mouse and modest darko?” she simply said that she…
there is a republican coming to my home shortly. what the hell do i do? i can feign to be interesting to my friends, but…
living in a slightly larger city, one forgets how one knows everyone… tonight i went to a punk show. in brookings. first of all, i…
so here I am, back in good ol' South Dakota… It really isn't that bad. I've already hung out with a bunch of friends I'd…
Democritus sat amidst the ruins, pondering the futility of existence. in the future sarte exclaimed, “hell is other people.” in his no exit. somewhere, a…
today i went downtown for “the last time” i'll be done with class at roughly 1pm tomorrow and have no means with which to pack……