on the train ride from ny to poughkeepsie

looking outside the window of the hudson line train at the wintry desolation (those barren trees, those frigid condos), i began to think about how much we are products of our environments.

I've seen saints
But remember
That I forgot
To flag them down
When they passed

And in the morning light
You hold that ashtray tight
You could put it out
But I can't put it out
-Pavement

the beginning of a new era where all i do is quote song lyrics like it matters

And you say I'd be better off dead
Well I know
But it's no use hiding this pretty head in the ground
And it's love
Yes it's love
No it's love
Must be love...
It is love
No there's no doubt
-Clap Your Hands Say Yeah

pretty in pink

i was wondering why i had such a crush on the charming blaine(?) from pretty in pink, but i just imdb-figured it out - he's the guy who was the charming ted from joy luck club. of course, of course.

i finally feel kind of okay with the state of my apartment! other than the fact that there are red wine splashes all over my white comforter and quilt, i finally have lots of light and electrical outlet options and an underwear drawer.

this weekend was the tiredest weekend ever - i think that the week was really stressful and sleepless and that it caught up to me at the worst time possible, which i guess is why i managed about 10 minutes at this weekend's birthday party before heading back home on the train...but i feel half well rested by now. i think it always takes two nights of regular sleep to get me back.

dipset. two floor suites. golddigger.

insomnia

And I feel the light in the night and in the day
And I feel the light when the sky's just mud and grey
And I feel the light when you tell me it's OK
Cause you're so great, and I love you
-Blur

at once ecstatic and slightly pained, inspired and unnerved

my brain feels full of things.

today i felt as though i was suckling at the teat of princeton borough. i mean...
just the library. they give me books for free, they pay for my parking...

my co-workers will tell you that i am trying so, so hard to be carefree these days!

last weekend i visited lisa in phily for homecoming! penn lost the game and that felt really sad to me. what an alum i am! running into lots of people from all over and all whenever, though, felt very wonderful and i was so glad to.

maybe it's time to go to bed.

oh this weekend was terrible before the homecoming started, though.