Month: January 2011

watching msu’s basketball team lose to michigan last thursday was a real treat. the hangover i experienced the next day was similarly treat-like, but on a much greater level. also, neither of these things were actually treats. unless crushing defeats and knocking on death’s door can be considered treats. somehow, i returned to the land of the living in time…

the earwax from each of my ears smells different. am i dying? this has to be portentious. i’ve slowly but steadily been applying to just about every job groupon has open for folks with a predilection towards the written word. i guess that would be cool to work there. i also applied some other places. i still haven’t found anything…

sunday night party was a success. turns out, people looooove that mlkj – or bleu haus. either or. packed house, but nothing out of the ordinary occurred. which could be for the best, i guess? we did make a healthy profit. job front is going as well as can be expected for someone with two english degrees. a congressional gold…

emily and i watched the first season of the walking dead this week. for being almost universally considered the best new show this year, i found it rather dull. the first episode and the last of the six-episode run held the only real shocks and thrills. honestly, there weren’t nearly enough zombies. everyone seemed so terrified of the zombie invasion,…

anddd i guess you can scratch out all that emo crap, emily and i got back together, all is right with the world, stars aligning, etc. long story short: rough events, bad timing, lack of communication and a general fear of leaving that honeymoon period of the relationship appear to have confluxed, creating a perfect storm of emotions that led…

i wake up in the morning, 6:45 am or so, still sleepy, ready to turn over and knock a few more zzz’s, until suddenly, like an exploding firework, my mind fills with emily. mostly just memories, relatively recent, of us, together, happy, in love. everything being all nice and perfect. i cannot for the life of me figure out what…

2010 was one of the best years of my life until yesterday. 2011 is off to the worst possible start. why does this always fucking happen to me, etc. blah. i guess i am destined to be a wild stallion. whatever.