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6:50 p.m.
I've been thinking entirely too much lately. I need to stop doing that. Its not good for my complexion.
You know I'm still trying to figure out where I want to go to school. I have my short list. I'd be happy at any of those schools but I'm wondering what happened to the girl that dreamed of publishiing houses in new york trips to paris for inspiration. How did I get here? I used to want to teach as a fall back. If I didn't make it as a journalist I could do that. If I never found my great inspiration I could do that. If I was still too scared to act I could do that.
But I'm still not sure if I really want to. I mean I could. I wouldn't be upset but there are so many things I want to do.
talking about all of that is too long an complicated to do now. I'm changing the subject.
I got home from skiing today. I don't hate it. Actually I really liked it. I don't think I'd ever make it a hobby but I did enjoy it. Mostly because I did it with Jimmy and he was so excited. Excitement is a very contagious thing. Kind of like the flu.
She was born in November 1963 The day Aldous Huxley died And her mama believed That every man could be free So her mama got high, high, high And her daddy marched on Birmingham Singing mighty protest songs And he pictured all the places That he knew that she belonged But he failed and taught her young The only thing she's need to carry on He taught her how to Run baby run baby run baby run Baby run Past the arms of the familiar And their talk of better days To the comfort of the strangers Slipping out before they say so long Baby loves to run She counts out all her money In the taxi on the way to meet her plane Stares hopeful out the window At the workers fighting Through the pouring rain She's searching through the stations For an unfamiliar song And she's pictures all the places Where she knows she still belongs And she smiles the secret smile Because she knows exactly how To carry on So run baby run baby run baby run Baby run From the old familiar faces and Their old familiar ways To the comfort of the strangers Slipping out before they say So long Baby loves to run
Last Five Entries:
insert semi clever joke about not being able to spell something without R U here - 08.08.2005
- - 08.06.2005
well fuck. - 08.06.2005
it's all just a little bit of history repeating... - 08.03.2005
a quick update - 08.03.2005