Archive for August, 2008

Today is the first day in a long, long time that I have woken up and barely left my bed — still wearing the clothes I slept in, reading a book, on my laptop, only having gotten up to go to the bathroom and make a sandwich.
I used to do this every day, all summer, [...]


Goodbye, DC

22Aug08

Well, I’m all packed in an upstairs room in AT’s house. My cab comes in an hour and a half. My flight leaves in four hours. My Nine Week Solo Adventure in DC has come to its end.
I’m already upset at how quickly I’ll forget the details that were so stamped on my everyday life [...]


Something strange just happened on the metro.
I had parted ways with DT at Metro Center, and after a seven-minute wait I boarded the Orange Line toward Vienna. A couple in their early 40s, I’d guess, sat down in front of me. The man had his arm around the woman, the woman was leaning on his [...]


I can’t keep up with this blog.
Everything’s personal to me. Honestly, I don’t see the point in writing something if it doesn’t mean something intensely, not just in and of itself, but means something about me. My biggest facination — maybe my only fascination — is human nature, psychology, why we do the things we [...]


Oh my god this is alarming.


Tired.

10Aug08

Do you ever mentally debate the pros and cons of saying something only to realize that you’ve already started saying it?
And by “you” I mean “me, hey there Lisa, hi myself” because that is essentially who I am talking to.
Well yeah, I was typing my password into this thinking about whether I should shower tonight [...]


I’ve always been one of the thinnest people I know, against all odds. And by “against all odds” I mean I eat greasy food and junk food without abandon and never exercise. Okay, one time winter quarter I went to the gym — it was worth it when a chick at Hundo drunkenly bleared, “Hey, [...]


I was going to let this die gracefully (and by gracefully I mean stop writing in it and never mention this endeavour again), because it’s been nearly two weeks and I’ve done approximately 938462 things (more on this later: Testosterone Weekend in Delaware, then My Brother and I Hit DC: A Mother’s Wet Dream), but [...]