go on go on

so we're officially back, no worries there, but i got rusty over time i take it. the will to write had been put off i guess with the delay in the process. we tend to believe that things chain us to themselves from within but something's happen through habitation. a process of producing and reproducing the concept, to use fancier words.

few days of summer and heat passed on, i have no clue what's up with the weather but now it's dark and dreary and even a tiny bit stormy. i don't mind it that much, turns out it's wonderful the cure weather, so i'm getting my slightly teenager, slightly angsty side out and chilling out with my cinnamon plum tea. i have so much to do this weekend and have no idea how to get it all done, but i've been sitting on my ass for 3 hours now listening to music and watching stuff and all and am not complaining one bit. looks like i lost the will (never found it actually) to study as well.

have this new unexpected job oppurtunity around the corner. it's not a sure thing, and i'm not quite clear if it'll work out with the school schedule. still have to form an argument around ezra pound--i'm thinking a political analysis of his nature might work. so i've been all over lately, skipping classes way to often and almost existing on a different reality than anyone else.

tiny unpleasant things do happen but i really don't feel up to talking about them for them. had a lovely st patrick's day though--with actual irish guests--and had a blast with a handful (or a few handfuls, let's say) people who joined me for the best night on earth--lovely diverse group--people i see (not every day) but often, people i hadn't had the chance to see, people i missed drinking and fooling around with, even people that i hadn't seen in years popped up on the way up to the square in the middle of the night--still suffering physically though, my bones are hurting a little. all was well though, wonderful actually, i had a blast all together. thank you again all those who chose to show up. i do hope we can keep up this tradition even after the whole school deal's over.

i think i wanna wrap this up a bit for now. let's not overdo ourselves, like drinking way too much water after hours of thirst--i don't want it all to explode in my stomach. you know me, this is my life. i'll come back to it. today, maybe, even. who knows.

until then you enjoy this as much as i did:



cheers. or the irish word for it, which i truly can't remember now.