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No, it won't---
May. 15th, 2004 02:19 pmI thought this was sorta fitting:
I have a vague and foreboding sense of disappointment. I guess part of it is that my room's a fucking mess, half packed up but completely scattered. I guess part of it is that the lovely Kate Clemente is back but we missed all sorts of fun Vassar shite last night. Certainly part of it is the impending summer, and missing people here and uncertain of what awaits me at home. Add to that a generous helping of futile longing and timidity and you have a recipe for me lying about in the heat, schvitzing and feeling sorta like crying. Surely coffee preceded by reading will make me feel better---though not as good as "something else" surely would.
I have a vague and foreboding sense of disappointment. I guess part of it is that my room's a fucking mess, half packed up but completely scattered. I guess part of it is that the lovely Kate Clemente is back but we missed all sorts of fun Vassar shite last night. Certainly part of it is the impending summer, and missing people here and uncertain of what awaits me at home. Add to that a generous helping of futile longing and timidity and you have a recipe for me lying about in the heat, schvitzing and feeling sorta like crying. Surely coffee preceded by reading will make me feel better---though not as good as "something else" surely would.
