Not sure what to think. But I know exactly what to drink: a six-pack of Natty Light. Sean has clearly given up on the band—he is tired of Ceejay’s constant bum bullshit, always bumming money, rarely paying it back. The three of us need to talk. I don’t know what I’ll say, or if I’ll […]
Thursday & Friday things seemed behind schedule all day. When I was finally finished with Friday afternoon I came back and slept for an hour or so. Then I woke myself up with a caramel macchiato from Java City and headed south to Jordan’s house in Spring Hill, as his fam was out of town […]
See, this is why I put a password on here. As of this writing Sean is the only one who can read these, and he’s saying I took Too Much Acid. He’s probably right, but imagine if my parents had read all that—or Will—or somebody from the school—? So why did I feel compeld to […]
Six tabs and I could still walk into the cafeteria & buy a cup of coffee, bowl of cereal, and walk to class in the morning. That doesn’t leave much room for fear, does it. Tornadoes showed up today instead. After a weird cat-nap I headed to Waites for guitar ensemble & found everybody gatherd […]
I dropt 2 hits at 11:00pm. Forty-two minutes later I can feel the familiar grind go off in my head. A thick crunchy feeling behind the eyes which seems to propel the “breathing” that takes on everything. And we’re under a Tornado Watch, too. A huge squall line has crost into Kentucky, with any luck […]
That CD is amazing. Ceej agrees. We were trippin out to it this weekend, here in room 314 (Sean was elsewhere)—just us & Niandra & the crawling walls. So let me catch up: Wednesday was tough. I didn’t feel like doing anything, but after work things got cooler. Derek & I found rain upon exiting […]
Ah, shit—it’s midnight & I thought I’d be able to continue waxing poetic about JF, but my mind is distracted: there was a shooting at a high school over in Campbell County today—well, yesterday, now. The perp was a student, but the victims were administrators, principals: one dead & two wounded. Will cald me to […]
I did not sleep last night. It is 8am and I am running on coffee & ham & biscuits. My hands tremble, I am hallucinating, sort of—and the craziest part is I sat down & talkt to that girl just now, at breakfast. She was reading in the cafeteria, and so I askt her what […]
This weekend was nice & relaxing & rebellious. After classes on Friday we went up to practice in Echo Hollow. We played wonderfully; I realized that the concentration & precision that I am developing as a classical guitar student during the week is automatically transferring over to my bass playing by week’s end. I’m hitting […]
Twosday, All Saints’ Day, Tayler knockt on the door drunk & hatless, asking for help. Kenan was in 308 spilling water over everything & so we had to put him to bed. Then this kid from my Sociology class, Brooks, who lives in 202 directly below Tayler, came up & chilled with us. I put […]