somewhere between
03/21/2004 10:49 p.m.

the song will be over and so will you and me
the song

and i'm officially not studying anymore until after dinner.
instead, i am going to indulge my jump obsession. amazing.
i love my roommate.
i miss ryan.
i want to take a road trip with deb to charleston in april. oh man, i hope. i want to live with deb i want to live with deb i want to live with deb i want to live with deb i want to live with deb i want to live with deb i want to live with deb i want to live with deb i want to live with deb i want to live with deb i want to live with deb i want to live with deb i want to live with deb i want to live with deb i want to live with deb i want to live with deb i want to live with deb i want to live with deb i want to live with deb i want to live with deb i want to live with deb i want to live with deb i want to live with deb i want to live with deb i want to live with deb

...i really do. i typed that all out; that's how much i want to live with my friend deb next year in this, the beautiful house known as tank.

linguistics midterm tomorrow. i am going to disappoint my wonderful professor. oh well. i am terrible at old english. it's all memorization, and just different enough from latin that it's far too confusing for me to assimilate easily.

ryan is frustrating me by being completely unresponsive. i feel the urge to put my hand through this computer screen.

maybe i will work at a co-operative summer camp this summer, eh?

FUCK.
(this was non-explicit until that very moment. )

i love jump. they make my heart explode.