'The arc of time, the stench of sex The innocence you can't protect Each quarter note, each marble step Walk up and down that lonely treble clef Each wanting the next one Each wanting the next one to arrive' --- Make this to-do list. Check. Gain stability with this college deal. Check. Get some love in my life. Check. Sleep. Check. Paint my walls more funky. Check. Find sexy elf ears for halloween. Check. Finish a sort/of self-portrait. Check. Watch the Butterfly Effect. Check. Buy a dress for senior rec. Check. Burn more scented candles in my room. Check. Avoid Donnie as much as possible. Check. Go through the schools lost and found for self amusement. Check. Own a freshmen, just cuz I can. Check. Andrew Bird tickets. Check. Spin in circles in the midst of a crowd. Check. Master Calculus. No check. Save up money for Ted Leo Concert.No check. Carve a pumpkin. No check. Read Diary. No check. Work on Documentary of BHS. No check. Visit PSU for my girls. No check =(. Get a winter coat so I don't freeze. No check. Talk to a Chinese person. No check. Buy a Wyclef Jean and Gorillaz Cd. No check. Take a roll of b/w film. No check. Stop being so obsessed with stupid Myspace. No check. --- Regardless of damn to-do lists.... Things = good. Me = content. I wish life was always so optimistic. I wish I always felt like I was high. Wayyy high. Which reminds me... I had a dream where there was this special weed. Like you know how there is the Fountain of Youth? Well this was the Weed of Everlasting High. And I found it in my dream. And it was awesome. I should make that into a story. Fellow stoners would enjoy it anyhow.