glumdalclitch

is simply too far.
field field field now now now field

glumdalclitch

i'm starting to dislike it when people are generally nice to everyone: you can't tell whether someone actually enjoys your company, or doesn't want you around but is too nice to not appear welcoming.

thursday nights suck.

glumdalclitch

what is this instructor fetish, querida?

i wish your family would like me less

it's a little crushing to be in a place overrun with ambition when you have very little self-worth

as distracting as they are, ricepaper sisters never made me feel like hiding and giving up, but in fact, the opposite.

glumdalclitch

it's the same amount of time it would have been, roughly.
now there are more variables and i'm winding myself up again.

my goodness this song is surprisingly topical in a really specific way. and i guess carla bruni did a cover?

i hate being in the conservative camp. but a weekly song ritual does nothing. absolutely nothing except look reminiscent of fringe. not wise.

it could just as well be an imagined brontosaurus as a well-read turtle.

meanwhile, bushwhacking!

glumdalclitch

is it bad that one-liners in webcomics seem to perfectly define my attitudes, in a way that makes clear vague feelings i didn't previously put into tangible ideas?

hmmmm

it doesn't help that things i used to define myself by are no longer really valid as an identities.

i'm slowly getting over my self-crushing tendencies when it comes to praising and/or defending, well, that girl. that girl who wrote the most painfully catchy song with a rough accompaniment to a whiny voice, but, again, i am in no position to judge.

and i still can't get over how badly i handled the previous business. and i'd quite like to erase everything, but there are altogether too many sticky ties, and i would make for a too-reactive leaving group. not that i even really want to dissolve this one - it just would be simpler.