Episode 10

That’s a lie. A lot has gone on. Midterms, papers, visiting trips, cross-dressing…

Ok maybe some things have been going on. Ah yes, I visited Hampshire College to see John. That place is noticeably the polar opposite of BU, spreading an inconceivably small number of students over a bafflingly large area. And their roast beef sucks. It sucks almost as much as the Animatrix. Overall, I did have a merry good time though, and I got to see Rocky Horror Picture Show. Thanks again to Gretchen for lending the skirt and tank top, and also to Gini for the eyeliner.

One ‘V’ rubbed off. One remains burning. (wow, now rocky horror fans know way too much about me (and I don’t care (and neither shall they)))

(or I’ll kill them.)

I do appreciate the treadmills we’ve got here. It’s nice to be able to run without the worries of air resistance and wind chill. Oddly enough my jaw didn’t start to ache this time. Maybe that blasted operation is starting to reward itself. Maybe medical science hasn’t screwed the Morse’s over again. Maybe.

I need to have more time alone with my guitar. I’m never gonna learn how to play this damn thing. Let along change the strings. Twinkle-twinkle-little-star is starting to sound old. And I need some decent tabs for Linkin Park’s “Pushing Me Away” (the bridge still eludes me).

I’m also beginning to worry about my eyesight. Both my parents wear glasses, but up until last year I’ve sported 20/20 vision. But lately I’ve been having an increasing difficulty focusing on the world without. However, this also seems to be related to an increasing difficulty focusing on the world within. Perhaps I’m just tired. The work isn’t helping.

More interesting stuff later. Promise.