Monday, July 02, 2007
smells like stale teen spirit
Listen. I don't know why i deem this important enough to be published on my blog, but i'm doing it anyway. I get drunk even without alcohol. It's dangerous, it's crazy! I manifest drunk-like symptoms like slurred speech and being high and have people throwing annoyed glances at me, and i'm in a state of both euphoria and depression and i don't know why but it happened. Happens. I attribute it all to sleep deprivation; exhaustion.
Jostein Gaardner, Camilla Gibb, Paul Coelho, Mitch Albom, Kunal Basu, Leila Aboulela - i met these people at Times and spent relatively about thirty minutes with them and their craft work. I'm broke, matter of fact, but i yearn to own a piece of them. I asked the Man, unabashedly, for a book store and he promised me a library instead. Flighty ideas we harbour, but i am warmed by the mere notion. Love brings me a library of an infinite supply of books; imagine. (The Time Traveler's Wife still stays close to my heart)
I should be writing, but i've been spending the better part of the time to register for a new blog URL - i've made two. I like none. No one single phrase best represents my voice.
If that wasn't time well spent, let it be known too that i've watched Transformers on a weekend day. AND, i am going to watch it again. You should too.
Hard to breathe in this stale air. All hail Fungi and company.
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fara // 23:23
smells like stale teen spirit
Listen. I don't know why i deem this important enough to be published on my blog, but i'm doing it anyway. I get drunk even without alcohol. It's dangerous, it's crazy! I manifest drunk-like symptoms like slurred speech and being high and have people throwing annoyed glances at me, and i'm in a state of both euphoria and depression and i don't know why but it happened. Happens. I attribute it all to sleep deprivation; exhaustion.
Jostein Gaardner, Camilla Gibb, Paul Coelho, Mitch Albom, Kunal Basu, Leila Aboulela - i met these people at Times and spent relatively about thirty minutes with them and their craft work. I'm broke, matter of fact, but i yearn to own a piece of them. I asked the Man, unabashedly, for a book store and he promised me a library instead. Flighty ideas we harbour, but i am warmed by the mere notion. Love brings me a library of an infinite supply of books; imagine. (The Time Traveler's Wife still stays close to my heart)
I should be writing, but i've been spending the better part of the time to register for a new blog URL - i've made two. I like none. No one single phrase best represents my voice.
If that wasn't time well spent, let it be known too that i've watched Transformers on a weekend day. AND, i am going to watch it again. You should too.
Hard to breathe in this stale air. All hail Fungi and company.
fara // 23:23
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