Look with your eyes, not with your hands.


Such a minute fraction of this life do we live: so much is sleep, tooth-brushing, waiting for mail, for metamorphosis, for those sudden moments of incandescence: unexpected, but once one knows them, one can live life in the light of their past and the hope of their future.



A grad student muses on her life, film, friends, politics, reality televizzle, and music.

 
One of those times when my ambition outstripped my ability. So much for the new design - I liked it better before and I am working on restoring this page to it's former "greatness," by greatness I of course mean crappiness, but it was my crappiness and I liked it. I'll fix the links later and try to remember how I changed the colors to my range of favorite dark reds. I didn't lose the counter, that's a plus, later tonight I'll put it back where it rightfully belongs. As for now, I am sleepy and have earned a nap.
posted by lmjasinski at 2:52 PM