argh.
waking up at noon, one, two or whenever always has a certain appeal to it. but it doesnt feel quite as good as one might think, at least not for me.

i feel like i should feel like an adult. and that has a weight.

heavy.

fruit flies like a banana,
time flies like an arrow.

entering the stretch.

i have been craving garbanzo beans, I have three times since yesterday. its weird.
so are lots of other things.

its weird because i really dont drink milk that often, but the other day i had some in one of those little boxes of fruit loops, also a rarity, and used the method of converting the box into a bowl, anyway its been sitting in my room for a while and now the milk smells bad and furthermore so does my room.

minerals make the mind numb.
lotteries help us lose our souls.

lilies intice our smiles.
forever is just another name for a waste of time.

deposit.

i wonder, all the time.
say hello next time you come by.

time.
i don't always feel linear. so why is time?

the descent begins.
it taste like candy -- but not forever.
i am in one of those moods - a funk -
not knowing what i need, pretending its this.
its not -- life has a funny way.

my problems are small.

c'mon where are you. my life lately.
me. sleep less. me play outside today. me take naps. me go to school. me drive a little more than usual and feel bad about it. the weather though has created a sense of needing not to drive an auto. eh. not much else.

lately i have been thinking about how i would like to regain some spanish skills. perception, language can be integral in presenting some information. rewind: i got one valentine this year and i think it was the best ever. it had a margaret atwood and paulo cohelo quote in it. my friend abbey is going to africa on friday and wont be back until july. i will miss her and only now do i realize some of .......... keeping my head from the dizzy. i sleep less, i live more. sometimes.

chooze bronze.

i go to college. i study half-assedly. i spend time with people, but as of late mostly her. I am "trying" to go to more school. my head is okay. my roommate is clockinh his brain at 100 over his gf who broke up with him, i can see me a few months ago in him, and there is really nothing i can say to make him feel better. thats ok. i have been sleeping less. i have been eating more. i really like trees. i like the wind. i like recorded music. and the smell of oranges. i am thinking about the niceness of a wrist without a watch. about the apple, the potato, the tulip. friendships and queries.