FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!

i haven't updated this thing in a long time. just thought i should catch up with some people that i miss because i haven't seen any of you in such a long time and that is just craziness because we live, seriously, about two feet away.

i haven't been doing much out of the ordinary or of much excitement lately just working and well, working is pretty much it.

the apartment is great! i love being able to just go home and chill in my own house; it is quite refreshing if i do say so...and i do.

so, i don't have a wireless chip in my computer yet, but hopefully i'll be getting one soon so i can be online! (though for a time it was nice without access to the highly developed, civilized world of the www...however, i'm ready to jump on the bandwagon once again; oh what a wonderful luxury the internet is hmmm)

we have a whole shitload of jungle juice gahh and a ton of beer from teaspoon in the fridge; it's pretty much taken over the whole thing, no room for anything of substance in there; only alcohol, but who needs food anyway, right? no, seriously, we need to finish that up so anyone, anytime is welcome to come over and veg...or PARTAY! come on down.

sir charles is almost done with his paper so i must leave now, but hello to everyone and hopefully my internet will be up and running soon!

p.s celia i need to wrap my finger in string or something so i remember to call you!
NICOLLE! how are you enjoying life overseas?! i haven't talked to anyone in FOREVER; we must chat. : )

byee loves.

the abbsta

Wooden

radiance dies with the coming moon
shadows cast
long, dark hair cements with arrant structure
rain flooding over pursed lips
the world weeping

she grazes her index finger against the grain
admires it’s every flaw and knot
a wooden box, dark and rough
drenched

sweater torn, protests the rain
jeans wrapping bones
grate as one leg snags the other
grass bonds with defiled chuck taylors
while gripless souls struggle against the turbid earth
steady now, faster
she cannot stop the world weeping

green day was as excellent as before!! one down, now for mars volta!!

french debate c'est finalment fini! now to write a sonnet...this should be interesting.

hehe

shoes shoes shoes

Happy Birthday Jil!!

Just think years ago we were recovering from an amazing Weezer concert! Remember this one? "My father, is gonna hurt you, he's gonna kill when you desert me!!!" haha good times good times :)

i think whoever keeps posting anonymously on that journal entry i wrote that's up to what 28 posts? is fucking awesome. you should let me know who you are. abbster117@aol.com :) merci