5.14.08: 2 out of 8.
5.13.08: This place only gets more and more depressing as the hours tick on. I have not heard good news in quite some time.
5.11.08: The defense is taking a little longer to write because I'm attempting to relate a harsh philosophy as softly and lovingly as possible. Who knows when it may be finished.
5.11.08:Bring it on, you mad-on sons of cowards! Evan Pearson takes all comers and takes no prisoners.
5.10.08:This day is no worse or better than any other, and it will be enough. Expect the defense sometime around 10 PM tomorrow.
5.8.08: About time things picked up around these parts. Goddamn, I was almost worried.
5.4.08: 1 out of 8.
5.3.08: Things have drastically shifted. Things that worried before are gone now, and a new agenda falls on the horizon. Who knows where this will lead?
5.1.08: Done, now. Books are a good way to pass the time.
4.29.08: Now, I'm dissapointed. My truth box hasn't attracted nearly enough flack! Surely I've done something or another repulsive enough to require an anonymous diatribe.
4.28.08(Edited): The entry I typed of this earlier this night was a little too much and although I believe all that I had said, it wouldn't do to get the lot of you all chirping in. A thinned out version is:
Kinda pissed off, yet awkwardly more productive now. Puget Sound class of 2012. Finished Ulysses and realize that I have a whole bunch of stuff to still mull over. For right now, I'm done with deep anything. Every time up to now that I've attempted it, I've only had the cold shower and packs of lies. Only been listening to rap lately: wonder why?
Now that that's done, the havok begins in earnest.
4.22.08: The last of the applications have been dropped off, and now waiting is in order. I'm going to go to San Francisco for the majority of Saturday. I need to see Forgetting Sarah Marshall (preferably alone), Prom Night (with people), and although I wanted to see Snow Angels, I'm going to settle for Where In The World Is Osama Bin Ladden? (company variable). My throat is incredibly sore, my right eye won't stop bleeding, and I have worlds of which to right. However, I'm more then open to any sort of distraction at this point.
4.22.08: Never thought you'd see this relic come back, didja? More to come.
