that's a big horse
2007-12-10 3:47 a.m.

last night a severe case of the munchies led to my eating half my weight in food.

what the fuck, i think curtis just turned on death metal or something? what is this nonsense? curtis.

i simply am not cool enough.

oh and i simply lovehate my friends who remind me that things don't change. it's fine, i'm not hurt. around him i've got the peachflesh, but my pit's rotten. i know. i've read the book.

"ohhh the lives we lead," rebecca says.
"ohhh so fun," i add.

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today i would like to write.

why did no one tell me about "mushaboom"?

as anyone in my house can confirm, i laugh uproariously every single time i watch this youtube video. the part that kills me is the line at about :42, which is also the title of the clip, as well as the title of my thesis.

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tonight i saw no country for old men and i'm not sure yet. i'm aware that it was pretty; i'm aware that it broke narrative conventions. i have more thinking to do.

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it's fun to stand in the kitchen and think about trends in your happiness.

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i wrote this for a story but it's not going to fit, i suspect. because, possibly, it is terrible. well. it's interesting to me.

cycles are natural. it makes sense to end up in the same place you start. after all, every year on my birthday, i am aware that the planet is in the same position it always is in space, and that it'll be there again, the exact same tilt towards the sun, the exact same distance from the the north star. time seems linear but i am so sure it's a cycle, passing points over and over again. every time i see the stars i think of something different, or maybe layers of memories piled on from past cycles around. but it's comforting to think that when the stars look back at me, they stare with blank faces, and don't think anything at all.

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it is DECEMBER and the MOSQUITOS should be GONE now. even if it's 80 degrees. they should know it's christmastime.