thrashing about in my tired soul

well, it's april. Today has been moving really slowly. I'm exhausted, and i really could have skipped my first class to sleep because the teacher turned out to be sick. today jason is coming down from NYC. Should be good as always. Need to clean my apartment though. Still got hair balls in the corners from when i used have long hair and shed everywhere. Plus all the dirty dishes (still). That never seems to improve.

oh, i did end up missing Godspeed on monday. It got sold out! I completely misjudged pittsburgh. Just hoping the same doesn't happen to damien jurado next week. I did end up running into rudi feiler though, so i felt good about making the trip down.

I've skipped crime lit. everyday this week, and i'm not going to let today be any different. I really wish it wasn't so, but i really despise the teacher in that class.

i'm trying to step outside myself, but it seems like something made of dreams. To quote sarah: "none of us are REALLY anything to ourselves."

onto a test in Social Problems (yay!), and then home for napping and clean up!

you look like love