[we are all broken pieces]
tuesday is lame. the last two weeks have been insane. i sleep too much. i want this to be a long post because i've got the time, but i don't know if i see that happening. the things in my life are too involved to talk about on a blog. these things aren't for other people's eyes. i will say that i have some of the best people in my life and i wouldn't trade them for anything in the world and i would change anything about any of them. that being said, i have to mention dave's party sunday night. consider it mentioned. if you weren't there you don't deserve to know. sunlight makes reality ugly and being in space doesn't compare to anything on earth. too bad there's no oxygen out there. my whole view on reality and escaping it has changed lately. i'm not sure if it's good or bad. i have been going from one to the other randomly and it's kind of hard to deal with at times. i stopped typing. i read rike's blurty. i will quote.

[me, mr. rike mussell, future president for life: 'that is true, reporter: i have participated in several acts of dissent. my intent was to let it be known that there was discontent among the people over the tragic and unwise decisions made in relation to iraq by the bush family junta. and my response to those bigots would be simple: i would say, 'take a nap, guys. allow your blond hair to become one with that white pillow. put those pretty blue eyes to rest. let those wet dreams of world domination consume you.']

i am amazed at this. i can't say much more than that. you have to read the whole thing. now. 123 go. thank you. i just woke up from a nap. actually i have been napping for days. i guess that doesn't qualify for the term "nap", but i'm going to go with it because i cannot remember when i was supposed to sleep and when i wasn't. my stomach does not feel awesome. i just keep reading other stuff. sorry for my scattered thoughts. i cannot concentrate. that brain letter to my heart idea is going to happen soon. i can feel it. i'll warn you now that i thought of something else to read right now. my post from january 12th... heh. what a good night. one of the two things that i will mention missing about colorado is the feeling i had the nights before i left to come back to new york. i know you're thinking, "woah. wait a minute. how does that count as missing something about colorado when all it has to do with is coming back to new york." well, let me tell you something, misters and misseseses, it has a lot to do with colorado and this time i'll tell you why. [in list form] the warm breeze from the mountains, the nervous feeling in my stomach, my brother, the smell of the air, rubin looking as though he was going to miss me [or me hoping that he would miss me, even though being a tarantula, his looks seldom changed] the excitement will not be paralleled. number two - i miss ashley. she was a good dude. except she wasn't a dude. i need to send her letters. if i find anyone like her in the world, i will be amazed. she was a beautiful dancer and artist and singer. we had some damn good times. sunday dinners and watching aaron's disappearing ice cream tricks were the best. this brings me up to today. brandon is coming home. tomorrow. i just got butterflies thinking about it. i know that my brother and i did not get along when we were younger, but our friendship now makes up for the years of fighting. he understands me before i understand myself. he also likes to cook me food. i could be in a lot of different places if he wasn't my backbone in colorado. i certainly wouldn't be here. ryan [whitey] and i have been talking about the place we want this summer. [brad, ryan, and i + one more] i assume that this summer will be unforgettable to say the least, but i wont jump to any conclusions right now.
i am everything and nothing. i am the ultimate walking contradiction.
zach's birthday is january 13th. boo yah. walter baade's birthday is march 7th. he liked space, too. my birthday is going to be super. you are not invited. i have to wake james up now.
- posted by angela @ 6:41 PM