Saturday, December 29, 2012

Monday, December 17, 2012

Sunday, December 16, 2012

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

shitty poetry

I’d like to say,
I made you happy,
But sometimes,
I don’t know,
I keep clinging,
To a version of the past,
Whereas you have,
An aversion to the past,
Because it’s littered with me.

Friday, December 7, 2012

The Bonfire of the Cranberries

Currently sitting in the WYPR office hoping against hope that Little, Brown Publishing gets back to me about booking an interview with Tom Wolfe. I don't think they'll get back to me and even if they do it's highly unlikely that one of the greatest American writers of all time will deign me worthy of an interview, but, a boy can dream.

Besides my radio shenanigans I'm up to my knees in shitty part time job work and end of the semester bullshit. I cannot wait for 2013 when I'll have a real job and can actually do things that I want to do.

Saw Sam and his boyfriend at Wegmans. Don't really have anything to say about it. They looked happy. I of course hid in the produce section because what would I even say at this point? Sam is happy, Matt's in Philadelphia, Evan is a pirate (seriously he works as a pirate in the Pirates of the Caribbean ride at Disney World) and I'm...what exactly?

Tuesday, December 4, 2012

Writer's Block

I know I know, but it's finals so expect massive updates very soon.