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.

 
regret city

I just found out from someone in the know that the Idols were hanging out at a local Hartford hotspot, Black-Eyed Sallys following the recent concert pit stop. I could have grooved with Rube, drank beers and boywatched with Clay, and done shots of bacardi with K-Lo to lament the life of the fabulous single gal. Whoa is me.

One more day of this getting up at 5am bullshit... and then just surviving until my day off, Monday. Monday is now a mirage.
posted by lmjasinski at 2:54 PM