up all night for the first time in god knows how long. as in all night actually DOING something instead of just staying up because i can't sleep. went to the pool hall formal tonight. we thought we might make it into finals, but we're just slightly too out of practice. oh well. we didn't play that badly - just didn't play that well either.
and we made sure we'd be good and awake for the finals, too.. so we're awake and kind of twitchy now, but it's ok. i forget how much i miss things like that. s'pose that's why it's so good for my chemical indiscretions to be few and far between.
and i talked with someone i always admire from afar and never speak to. and we agreed that the next time we make eye contact, we won't be scared to talk to each other. that'd be nice - i really hope it actually works.
it being a formal and all, i got to get all dressed up. big black boots, little black dress, hair meant to look like a cross between little flowers and little fireworks, dramatic makeup. i love to play dress-up so much; it's sad that i'm so lazy that i don't just do it on a daily basis. that's one of the reasons that i'd love to go to the sgprom so much..
on that topic... i've posted this in a couple of other places, but is there anyone from portland going that direction who needs to be back fairly early? or who would want to carpool? i can't afford a plane ticket, and my graduation ceremony starts at 9am the monday after. if there was room for both me and my sweetie it'd be even better. i'd give you gas money, help driving, and my eternal and undying gratitude!! *too-big begging grin* please??
so strange how the world looks in the early morning. something simultaneously slightly brighter and slightly more clouded about it. like viewing a video with the contrast turned up through very thin white gauze. the trees look like imperfect fractals against the duly bright white sky. there's a dewy hush over everything except for the birdchirps. a crow is hacking melodically in the distance. the daffodils are wilting, but one bright red tulip, the kind with a center that's always reminded me of bumblebees, black and yellow and soft, blooms in the corner of the overgrown yard. it's too bad it's so cold, or i'd go sit on the porch and sink into the couch. knowing that i'm up before a million people. and that i'm up later than another million.
brambly ramblings. take care not to get snagged!
good morningnight. or was that nightmorning?
howbout just good time-to-go-to-bed-soon.
and we made sure we'd be good and awake for the finals, too.. so we're awake and kind of twitchy now, but it's ok. i forget how much i miss things like that. s'pose that's why it's so good for my chemical indiscretions to be few and far between.
and i talked with someone i always admire from afar and never speak to. and we agreed that the next time we make eye contact, we won't be scared to talk to each other. that'd be nice - i really hope it actually works.
it being a formal and all, i got to get all dressed up. big black boots, little black dress, hair meant to look like a cross between little flowers and little fireworks, dramatic makeup. i love to play dress-up so much; it's sad that i'm so lazy that i don't just do it on a daily basis. that's one of the reasons that i'd love to go to the sgprom so much..
on that topic... i've posted this in a couple of other places, but is there anyone from portland going that direction who needs to be back fairly early? or who would want to carpool? i can't afford a plane ticket, and my graduation ceremony starts at 9am the monday after. if there was room for both me and my sweetie it'd be even better. i'd give you gas money, help driving, and my eternal and undying gratitude!! *too-big begging grin* please??
so strange how the world looks in the early morning. something simultaneously slightly brighter and slightly more clouded about it. like viewing a video with the contrast turned up through very thin white gauze. the trees look like imperfect fractals against the duly bright white sky. there's a dewy hush over everything except for the birdchirps. a crow is hacking melodically in the distance. the daffodils are wilting, but one bright red tulip, the kind with a center that's always reminded me of bumblebees, black and yellow and soft, blooms in the corner of the overgrown yard. it's too bad it's so cold, or i'd go sit on the porch and sink into the couch. knowing that i'm up before a million people. and that i'm up later than another million.
brambly ramblings. take care not to get snagged!
good morningnight. or was that nightmorning?
howbout just good time-to-go-to-bed-soon.
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I'd drive you to Portland but it's a few hundred miles away.