Ryan is here.
Lisa is here, and oh my god. Stories.
I'm going to Spain and then Ireland on Tuesday-Sunday
And then I have exams and such.
I'm going to try and backtrack and fill in stuff that's happened.
Lisa forgot to bring the CD of my pictures, so hopefully she'll get that to me sometime or post them for me. She remembered the pastries, though.
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I knew it was speed, but to me that bird had invisible wings. My grandmother stood with her hand on her chest and she whispered "Christophe!" to herself. All my best memories are mixed up with swear words that I don't understand. --Joey Comeau
Comrades in Blog?
Read [past tense]
- books about the Gothic Revival. Boring.
- Brave New World
- Tough Guys Don't Dance
- A Streetcar Named Desire
- In Our Time
- Consciousness Explained
- The Sun Also Rises
- Looking For Spinoza
- Another Roadside Attraction
- Pale Fire
- Still Life with Woodpecker
- Naked Lunch
- Franny and Zooey
- Speak, Memory
- I'm A Stranger Here Myself
About Me
- cjb
- dallying on the Jersey Shore
- Impulsive college student, no more? Sounds like comedy gold.
4 comments:
Well, as long as she brought the pastries.
One week later and the world may never know what's transpired.
don't forget to post about free sweedish/italian/japanese cakes.
OH !!! we were talking about newcastle in class today. I wrote down the exact queote..."Newcastle, la misere totale" how a propos!
he has not said a WORD to me since you left, and I have not seen him save for the comp lab where he avoids eye contact...
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