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dream journal [09 Jul 2008|10:35am] scene 1: becca, someone, xoch and i arrive at del rey. we are playing on the play structure, near the tetherball side, when becca and someone decide to take off their clothes. they start walking toward the field, and disappear. i hear some adults talking angrily about them, and trying to find them. i try to text them: "run away!" but by that time they are already back. we head out to the parking lot, and can't find the car, so we head into the convenience store (in the parking lot), and ask ms. liu, who apparently drove us, where her car is. she says its parked in the middle of the lot. as we are leaving, i see carmen on the roof of the building to the left of the office. she is talking on her cell phone with her legs crossed, "guess who i just saw" scene 2: i look out the window of my house, and see a rope, knots, and wood. the image is not cohesive, yet this means something to me. i begin to hear my dad talking on the phone. "connor hung himself. one of the neighbors came by and tried to burn it down. maybe he was hungry." the dead weight in my stomach, the lurching feeling, and the shock of hearing such awful news about someone i haven't even thought of in half a decade causes me to wake up. scene 3: although there is no indication of this, i am presumably driving east on 24, looking out the window at the rolling hills of lamorinda. amidst trees the trees i see one clearing of grass, on the hump of a hill, and on it is parked an offroading station wagon, parking lights on, with noone inside. there is some phrase associated with this image in my mind, but i can't remember. it has something to do with drugs and nature, and i think to myself, the cops will be here soon. a few crests later, further in the distance, another cars tail lights can be seen through foliage, and then it is a blur of motion. post comment

[02 Jul 2008|05:53pm] After five minutes, Lieutenant Jimmy Cross moved to the tunnel, leaned down, and examined the darkness. Trouble, he thought - a cave-in maybe. And then suddenly, without willing it, he was thinking about Martha. The stresses and the fractures, the quick collapse, the two of them buried alive under all that weight. Dense, crushing love. Kneeling, watching the hole, he tried to concentrate on Lee Strunk and the war, all the dangers, but his love was too much for him, he felt paralyzed, he wanted to sleep inside her lungs and breathe her blood and be smothered. He wanted her to be a virgin and not a virgin, all at once. He wanted to know her. Intimate secrets: Why poetry? Why so sad? Why that grayness in her eyes? Why so alone? Not lonely, just alone - (The Things They Carried, O'Brien) 4 comments|post comment

[04 Jun 2007|06:13pm] the excorcism is complete but you still haunt my dreams... post comment

[16 May 2007|11:13pm] [ music | "fumble" by architecture in helsinki ] post comment

[15 May 2007|08:39pm] [ music | "do the whirlwind" by architecture in helsinki ] 2 comments|post comment

[16 Apr 2007|11:07pm] [ music | "amsterdam" by peter bjorn and john ] getting there is half the fun unless you're walking uphill 1 comment|post comment

[14 Apr 2007|04:02pm] isn't it strange how the decisions that affect my life the most are the ones i dont have any recollection of making. now i'm left with the consequences of my subconscious 3 comments|post comment

3/30 - 4/8 [10 Apr 2007|03:12pm] [ music | "running out" by mates of state ] 10 comments|post comment

[28 Mar 2007|05:55pm] [ music | "you die" by hymie's basement ] sometimes it's unbearable how uncomfortable i am just going through a day, but then music makes me feel okay to be alive. 3 comments|post comment

warm colors [22 Mar 2007|07:49pm] 2 comments|post comment

[21 Mar 2007|04:50pm] i don't know why i feel this way about iced tea but I JUST DO OKAY! 2 comments|post comment

from the sketchbook [18 Mar 2007|06:50pm] [ mood | sore ] should i post scans more often? or are you content with photos? 14 comments|post comment

wisdom teeth [17 Mar 2007|12:21pm] [ mood | tired and bloated ] [ music | "the inner light" by of montreal ] 9 comments|post comment

odds and ends [12 Mar 2007|11:11pm] 1 comment|post comment

I used to think I had somebody watching over me... [12 Mar 2007|07:43pm] [ mood | the fog has cleared ] [ music | "if i faltered slightly twice" by of montreal ] post comment

3-10 (honorary 3-8) [12 Mar 2007|06:01pm] [ music | "tim i wish you were born a girl" by of montreal ] 1 comment|post comment

[11 Mar 2007|11:44am] [ music | "fun loving nun" by of montreal ] I can see tiny fireworks shooting off in the corners of my eyes. post comment

[05 Mar 2007|11:00pm] [ music | "the party's crashing me" by of montreal ] bounty 7 comments|post comment

pictionary [31 Jan 2007|06:02pm] [ music | "we tigers" by animal collective ] 4 comments|post comment

pt. bonitas rev. [03 Jun 2006|11:22am] 7 comments|post comment

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