3.

Someone asked me the other week what I wanted for my birthday/Christmas. At the time I couldn't think of anything. Could this be the end of my obsession with possession? I thought. I figured because I had everything I wanted I was fine. It's not about having what you want, it's about wanting what you've got. But now that I think about it, I could really use a spa package. A massage/facial/sauna would be pretty rad.

that was just a dream.

Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.
Edgar Allan Poe, "Eleonora"

empire state of mind.

In New York....
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of,
There's nothing you can't do,
Now you're in New York....
These streets will make you feel brand new,
big lights will inspire you,
Let's hear it for New York! New York! New York!!

closer to love.

I just plugged all of my academic due-dates into my iCal.

I think I'm going to die.

Everything is due at the same time! And when they're not, they're all spread out in such a way that I'll never have a break. This should be interesting....

noisemaker.

You know something?
It's been years, but I still think this picture is hilarious.