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on ladies that make me laugh til I cry & football celebration: [Tuesday, February 8th, 2005
at 5:53PM]
[ mood | boys swinging from porches! ]
[ music | Third Eye Blind - "Faster" ]

Yeah, we are New England sports fans & when there is a parade celebrating the third Superbowl victory in a row of the Patriots, we just gotta go. (Even if the only kind of football I like is the backyard, pick-up kind.)

So Liz, Liana, Kerry, Heather, & I went into the city today après deux heures de cours.


(Liana was the only one who showed team spirit.)


( REGARDEZ-VOUS! )


"So you're saying my holy spirit tells me it's okay to steal things?"

I think I love these girls - my organ that controls laughter sure does, anyway. ♥

I wanna get off one time
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on timberlee visits & praising zimmerman: [Monday, February 7th, 2005
at 11:24PM]
[ mood | i'll let you drive my caddy! ]
[ music | Jackson Five - "Sugar Daddy" ]

we ran through timberlee today. it was one of those runs that you start planning in the morning & think about all day, & when the hour finally arrives, you are more excited about it than life itself.

it was so strange to run on those roads again; it had been more than a year since i'd done it. the hills that used to force me to get off my bike & walk beside it have shrunken to small, rolling lumps in the road that i hardly notice. i still know where all the sewers are - after all, i spent so many hours throwing little, prepubescent pinecones down into those drains. i still count the cracks in the road - they have widened, & some new ones have formed. i still know where everyone lives, or used to live because they might have moved away while i've been gone. i still remember the places where we fell & scraped our knees & elbows & chins. i still remember the shoes caught on the powerlines & i still remember youth's unfaded glory. i didn't run down balsam because we cut the run a little short, but i liked the street corners & the narrow road shoulders & the ladies i was with.

(i am kind of a lot excited for springtime when we can run on the trails in the woods & cross the river like the boys do & have a fun time doing it!)

i've been in the process of copying copious amounts of everybody's favorite jewish harmonica player to fullfil my master plan of supplying the World with the best music & poetry ever created, & my appreciation for dylan's growth as an artist & as a human being has increased exponentially into an incalcuable degree; ( this man is important. )

today i applied for the position of "bellgirl." bellgirl & "person who promises not to let her curiousity get the best of her when she sees a 'do not disturb' doorknob sign." just kidding about the last one; i ran out of linespace.

I had no idea what a woman in love would do

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on the hometest & i'm a running accident: [Sunday, February 6th, 2005
at 5:11PM]
[ mood | the evening's empire has ]
[ music | Bob Dylan - "Man In The Long Black Coat" ]

WOAH, HELLO LAST YEAR !!

now i remember how i spent my february. system sped up with amphetamines, lou reed telling me "it's alright" (which he says a lot, but not all the time), neil young careening away on his harmonica, & me scribbling all over the hometest. late spring & summer had let me forget the smooth, glossy paper that held my angles & lines & curves in place, but now that winter is here (again again - there must be something about pretty new england that makes it keep coming back for more) i am getting into a familiar swing of things. & by 'familiar swing' i do not mean a fondly-remembered swing, although it had its pleasant moments - i mean a knock-down-drag-out-come-out-with-your-fists-up swing. every time i speak with my dad, he asks me if i have gotten 'THE TEST' yet - like i'm waiting for a jury's verdict or something. well, it's here & if i run up to you & tell you to in-spire me, you better hop to it because a kid with a deadline to meet walks a certain line, you know. if i don't sleep between now & the first days of march, blame my second attempt at forming a future.

this time, though, the velvet underground remains encased in cardboard sleeves & neil young, well, maybe i'll keep him around. i have no muse but the world around me, which holds far more than any one individual could - & i know that at least it will still be steadily turning when my calendar turns to june. good old reliable earth, i would be lost (in space) without you.

these days, the sun is still at about a 40 or 50 or 60 degree angle to the horizon at four thirty in the afternoon. this is something i like because when i'm doing work, i have the sun shining in my face & sunglasses aren't so ridiculous when it's sunny. oh, & i think it means that spring is coming or something.

the other day i learned why no one runs trails in the snow - either i start running with a helmet & full body armor... or i just learn to not run into sharp things (i had to pull the prickers out!)



there's a choice we're making, we're saving our own lives
it's true we'll make a better day, just you & me! oh bob dylan.
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