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sometimes, i really just need to learn to stop talking.
in other news, i’m ready for this.
this right here. lovely, quiet, perfect snow.
it’s supposed to snow hardcore for the first time this winter in about 12 hours. and i hope it accumulates.
i hope that it’s still snowing when i bike to class on monday. i hope i get to graney’s class covered in perfectly imperfect white flakes, because let’s be honest, chicago: if you’re going to be cold, the least you could do is provide me with a little bit of beauty to cancel out the wind.
however.
as of late, thinking of snow makes me think about cuddling up with hot cocoa (and tequila?) and lazing the days away with you.
but i shouldn’t be thinking about that, for obvious reasons.
open mouth, insert foot. why can’t we go back 2 years?
well, here i am.
blogging again.
i tried this whole blog thing for a while, on and off. but i never seemed to have the dedication to keep it going. however, writing is cathartic for me, and given my stress level as of late, i figure getting back into writing isn’t such a bad thing.
so, hi. i’m fairly certain that people won’t be reading this, but hello anyway.
it’s 1:21am on saturday.
i’m under the influence. alone.
i should be scratching out things on my to do list.
instead, i’m cracking another beer and trying vainly to figure out how to make time go backwards.
time going backwards = partly because i need sleep before work at 6:30am, partly becasue i don’t have enough time to conquer the mountain of work i have to do, and partly because i want to eliminate the “what-ifs” that are currently gnawing on my imagination.
ugh. i feel so emo. someone pass the hair dye and incredible self-loathing, please.
