housewarming

new blog:

kisses are a better fate
than wisdom
lady i swear by all flowers

-e e cummings

epilogue

This blog is pretty clearly defunct; now, it is also officially discontinued.

Thank you for your kind patronage, everybody who has ever read it; it was, truly, appreciated.

It remains here because I can't bear to get rid of it; unfortunately, comments have been lost, but now the archives are navigable.

New blog location to be announced when the baby has legs to stand on.

Thanks,
Camila

"I don't want to remember any of this."

That's not me.

Me? I don't know why.

i don't know where my cell phone is.

and it makes me angry.

relic

found this today, on the front of an old notebook -- I can't accurately date the specimen. Certain linguistic indicators imply roots in 7th or 8th grade, while others suggest the post-Europe time period:

camila·cristina·flamiano·domonos
ke·this·is·my·notebook·not·to·b
e·confused·with·my·life·speaking
·of·which·this·is·my·reality·kindly·
stay·out·we·now·return·to·our·regu
larly·scheduled·programming·
which·is·to·say·random·sen
seless·nonsense·for·instance·wh
y·are·these·fuschia·apes·why·are·t
hey·here·no·matter·what·one·thing's·f
or·sure·you·best·beware·the·pink·g
orilla·


what the hell?

happy post!

grinding down

Here's why to stay up late:

because I went to bed at ten last night, and so 12 hours later simply could not justify staying in bed any longer. So I got up and I ate breakfast and I read the whole paper and I looked at motorcycles and I talked with my father and I hung out with Alex and I walked downtown and gave Alex shoes and read in the Grind and went to the library and came home and made lunch and talked to the mayor and read Animal Farm and made a few phone calls and read my webcomics and that's IT

I have exhausted my day. I'm done. I have no desire to make anything else happen with it. If somebody comes to me and says "this is what will happen" I will undoubtedly say "ehhhh sure." Otherwise I don't know what I'll do. I actually wish I watched TV... do you have any idea how ridiculous that is?

so, if I'd stayed up until 1 and slept in until 1 it'd be... well damn. It'd only be 8 pm right now.

GRRRRRRRR.



that was mature of me, wasn't it?



Bah.

I'll admit it. I'm lonely.


Which is kind of unusual, really. But my sister runs around with absolute bevies of friends and my mother works her mind out and my father has ten times more of a social life than i do -- hell, has almost more contact with my friends than I do, to the point where I'm actually jealous of him for it -- and I sit around growing tired of myself.

I'm getting melodramatic again. I think I'll go cook something. Or something.