A long time ago, when I was much angrier or at least cared more, some idiot commented on my blog in all his pretentiousness and [in all likelihood only] criticized me for writing about the ‘minutiae of my life’ [because it made him feel all warm and special inside to say a word containing more than three vowels in it]. He made his statement that no one cared but me. And you know, that’s true. It is. No one does care about this stuff, except… Continue reading
I’ve always been a diary kind of person. There’s a whole box of them somewhere, dating back to when I was eight and I had crushes on dirty little boys who killed frogs and ate boogers. Here’s a tip that I’m about to follow:Burn your diaries after they’re finished. No one needs to read that shit. Share the post “Secrets” FacebookPinterestShare…Email Continue reading
Why do I not like sleep at night, but I love it so come morning? I’m tired as all shit, but I just won’t go down. Why don’t I think this much during the daytime? It certainly would help a lot of things. This is a good’un (I didn’t pay attention to the video, I’ll be honest). It was track #11 on ‘Economics is a Drag’ Mix ’08 as compiled by Ellie. That girl was fun. Share the post “Electric Feel” FacebookPinterestShare…Email Continue reading
I have to stop torturing myself. I realize that. The more I read this, the more it seems like foreshadowing. I miss her so much. She’ll be with all of us, always, but if there’s ever such a thing as time travel, I’m going back to last week to call her up so that none of this ever happened. Because You CareWritten by Ellie, Monday January 26, 2009 @ 12:00am 1. The more urgent or important a letter looks, the more I don’t open it.… Continue reading
Thank you everyone for your incredible support through phone calls, MSN messages, and Facebook. Whether I’ve had the strength to reply directly or not, I cannot tell you how much I appreciate it. Without you guys, I don’t think I could have made it through the day. It’s not very often I have to be human, thankfully, and I’m trying to cope the best I can. You guys are great. Share the post “” FacebookPinterestShare…Email Continue reading
Ellie, may you rest in peace. There’s not a word in the world that describes you better than “wonderful”. I’d write on and on about how unfair this is, because it really is… but I can’t write anything else today. Share the post “Ellie” FacebookPinterestShare…Email Continue reading
I keep seeing my fox, running around in that field on that same road. I love that little guy (or girl). By “keep” I mean that I’ve now seen him (/her) twice on drives with Miki. I want to hug that fox. This time I noticed his (/her) eyes glowing in the pitch black from god knows how far away. So far away, that Miklos did not believe me at first. But then I proved, as I am wont to do, that I am the… Continue reading
Today: Car battery died today before I left for school, so I took the bus instead, despite the fact that it would mean disrupting the class when I walked in 15 minutes after it started. Better late than never, I thought to myself. (See also, in Nikki’s strikeout mantras: You have to spend money to make money!, and Think positive!, and You can’t make your candle brighter by blowing out someone else’s flame.) So I hop on Pop the bus and things are going good.… Continue reading
What a monumental day in the history of the world. And I mean that. I really hope this administration does a lot of good for America and the rest of us. My teeth remind me of white, oversized corn niblets. Sushi is good, but it is very filling. Happy birthday, Papa. As always, we miss you. Share the post “Fuckdamn!” FacebookPinterestShare…Email Continue reading
Shockingly, school’s going great. I got a nice, swift rejection from a company for an interview that I went to a week or so ago, but not because I wasn’t great. (They said I was great!) Actually, they’ve had to re-evaluate their department headcount (which means hiring freeze in real people terms), so for now, they can’t hire me on. They would like me to call back around March though, and we can discuss what can be done then, because they really, really liked me.… Continue reading
