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I have the urge to fuck shit up. To be a catalyst. I want there to be tension to cut. I want to be a knife. Vicious, sharp, and cold. I wanna wreck someone’s home.

Lauren and I spent the day apartment hunting. She’s considerably less happy about the hunt than I was, but I’ll be darned if we didn’t find a few sweet fucking spots. Now its only a matter of leasing. Mom watched TLC this weekend and discovered a great idea for my bar room. I took my…

Best Laid

Sacha’s in Cleveland right now, playin’ with her folks, but when she gets back, we’re gonna have to discuss when we’re leaving for Tampa. There was an ad in the newspaper to “drive my car” to tampa, and so Sacha and I of course answered it. Now this has led to me taking the days…

Time Flys

So, so busy. Lets see, what happened in the past month? I got the apartment I wanted so badly. I live at 14th and P… I’m officially Mid-City Mike. So much has happened in the past month, its fairly daunting to decide what it is I should share. We’ll list them. School gets hectic, so…

Heavy.

It gets darker in Colonial Beach than it does in Washington. I get taken aback by its quiet intrusion on my car. My dashboard panel is brighter, the potential deer not clearly illuminated by a lamp post every 30 feet. Its easier to feel alone in the dark. Its easier to be afraid to cry…

Busy Bees

You are a GRAMMAR GOD! If your mission in life is not already topreserve the English tongue, it should be.Congratulations and thank you! How grammatically sound are you? brought to you by Quizilla So, now that that’s out of the way, lets talk for a moment about exams… they’re over. ‘Nuff said. What, did you…

Emotion, Devotion, Causing a Commotion

And a God Descended Dar Williams Step through this trampled wallThe unhinged door betrays it allThat far within our faith we were all waiting The broken glass reflects the hazeIt shines like endless holy daysStruggling to remember what they’re celebrating Well, a God descended And the reason ended His life was lifted just above the…

Make a Hole, Make a Wish

Today has been a day of reflection unlike any I’ve had in recent memory. We celebrated Easter with the typical trappings of baskets and fake green grass that has been the tradition for every year I’ve been alive. A lot of time has passed since 1996. Krista, Aric, Aunt Karin, Uncle Mark, Mom, Dad and…

For My Friends

A Picture of Dan and Me

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Interesting week. Had my meeting with the dean. That didn’t go as well as I would have liked– apparently Sara Strom had something different to say than the rest of us. And there was an error on the police report saying that Dan and I admitted to drinking and smoking marijuana. We admitted to neither….