I don’t care what you say. Or what you do.

I’m not convinced.

Neither are you.

I wish you could know how hard this is for me. And maybe you do. But I’ll never understand why it is the way it is and that it seems, you’d rather it is.

Somethings are accidents. That’s what unintentional tort liability is for. Some things are  the result of negligence, again unintentional torts. But other things, they are on purpose, they happen for a reason. A result of intent. Of choice. And I don’t know if we each have a destiny, or if we’re all just floatin’ around accidental-like on a breeze. But I, I think maybe it’s both. Maybe both are happening at the same time. And he’s just so smart.

I was thinking how nothing lasts, and what a shame that is.
Some things last.

You’ll just never know.

Though I hope you do.

the moon, the sky, the smell of winter.

coffee and whiskey, brandy and wine.

and the first time– called divine.

i ought not be surprised,

at how things turned out.

sure weren’t lies–

the things you said,

they are much worse instead.

but we live and learn

and then get love.

or maybe we just live to yearn.

for that love we sought

even when he know that we ought

to have known all along.

you’re a funny fellow

with your flicking tail,

big brown eyes.

so far removed from forest life.

you have no need for nuts and berries

instead a cheez it, popcorn kernal

and diet coke.

I’m afraid this world is trying to steal,

that which I cannot conceal.

My heart suffers full exposure,

while you practice nondisclosure.

the news makes me cry,

but when it comes to you,

it’s just so easy:

i shrug my shoulder

and walk away.

Watched Scarface for the first time. Great movie. I can now understand why all guys have that poster at one time or another in their lives (not all, but most… generalization.).

Making a conscious effort to be ahead in my work for this week. We’ll see how long it lasts.

I think we’re on about day five or six of cold temps, rain, no sunshine and wind. I’m done with it. Ready for a break. The upside being that now the leaves are really changing around the monument and such…and it’s gorgeous.

Barely pulled through that one last night. So close. But a win is a win.

Working really hard on cutting out the excess.

tired.

My droopy eye is getting noticeable. (To me, at least.)

My taste of home has come and gone. And my bed was sort of cold. Make new friends, keep the old. A lot of resonance with me. Or so it seems, and remains to be seen.

Got myself into quite the pickle. And I am not talking about Dill. (Or Tommy, for the rugrats fans in us all.)

today

Well today was here and now it’s gone. Just like all the rest. There are days that pass like the trees which are really close to the road and then there are those futher away that you really get a chance to SEE. Today was the latter. The mind is a powerful thing. But not as strong as some may think. I work towards forgetting. Not always successful.
You’ll never know

What you meant.
Neither will I.
Benjamin button button button.
Haircut tomorrow. Finally.

My eyes are burning, almost all of the time.

I can tell that my vision is getting worse.

Today the first thing that someone said to me: “You look tired.”

Half done with the semester. Thank goodness. (I think.)

In other news: today I realized the beauty of the rustling of leaves as they skate along the pavement. Oh the allure of fall, lulls you into a false sense of security.

monumental washington (weekend)

So I have noted how little I have been recording about my daily goings on, perceptions, and life changes since moving to the nation’s Capitol. There are innumerable experiences that I’ve had which will probably go forever untold (for better, or for worse) but I hope that my pattern as of recent weeks will subside now.

Thus far D.C. has been wonderful. Beyond finally being immersed in the subject matter which most interests me, I’m a generally happier person than I can remember being in a long time. On a daily basis, almost, I have to remind myself that I’ve been here just over a month and I’ve known these people that same short period of time. There are, of course, a few observations which keep me reminded that this place isn’t “home” in the truest sense.

Smoking. I’ve met and just generally encountered more smokers in this city than I ever knew in florida..ever.

Liberalism. ‘Nuff siaid, I think.

Lack of chivalry. To be expected I suppose but still a little sad.

Oversaturated cell phone use. You cannot walk down any street without the vast majority of people you meet being on their cell phones. (She says as she posts on her blackberry- ironic.)

My love of city life. This one best be kept on the down low as I could have never imagined liking (to the great extent that I do) the invisibility cloak that you are provided with in the city. And all of the wonderful things to do. That being said, I miss Florida and everything that it entails (minus the humidity maybe).

That is all for now. But yes it’s already cold and I suppose that is because of how fast time is flying. Summer internship seems to be around the corner!

Unbelievable:

http://www.azcentral.com/arizonarepublic/viewpoints/articles/2009/09/19/20090919maceachern0920.html

In other news, my posts have gotten increasingly shorter, which is both a contrary to the entire idea of having a blog and a disservice to the important and interesting ideas which have been swirling in my head recently.

Must remedy this. Soon. Also, still need a bookshelf.

Probably going to be my new favorite movie:

http://www.traileraddict.com/trailer/the-blind-side/trailer-b

So sick