November 2010
so its tre miz outside, but campus is beautiful. theres this really glorious fog settled in, it’s to die for. all i wanna do is cuddle up with my significant other and watch a handful of classic indie films [i.e: lost in translation, the wristcutters, rushmore, eternal sunshine, all those good shenanigans] due to the fact i had to rummage through my film collection to find one past 2000...
as if we all needed to post about swollen bellies and eyes full of sleepy dust. however, i thought id post that i’m ever so thankful to have someone to curl up with, subsequent to such symptoms, and view the Where the Wild Things Are as the night transpires into a daze. i could only wish that it werent so rainy and bone chilling outside, so i could endure a final cigarette of the night. le...
now olivia, you really ought to get off the internet so you can , yanno, actually pack your laptop. or go to bed at a legitimate hour. oomph
