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pardon my dust. i'm turning it into glitter.

Hi, I'm Chris. If you subscribe to the MBTI, I'm an INFJ. I put myself through school for a seemingly useless English/Creative Writing degree, but writing is my passion and that's what I want to do when I grow up. Still figuring out what comes next, and pretty much everything else, so I'm feeling kinda adventurous. And yes, that's exactly how my OkCupid profile starts out. Why mess with a good thing, eh?

The site's a work in progress. I'll be adding content over time, and hopefully eventually it'll evolve into something halfway interesting. I'm glad you're still reading, though. Usually by this point I have to show a little skin to keep 'em interested.

i need a piano...

       i could go for some ice cream right about now.

       so i started myself on a diet this week. laugh if you want. it's supposed to be a three week thing, so i guess i'm almost done with the first. so far i've gained weight. haha. not much, but some. i can't do anything right. granted, the thing did say avoid stepping on a scale the first week. maybe that's why? but i'm eating six meals a day, so i haven't been too hungry, though i do feel like i'm either eating or cooking all the time. and i've been feeling a bit sluggish. and all this eating right is kinda expensive. i'll be rather pissed if i end up not losing anything but money.

       so i'm back in columbia. i've been here since last saturday. it was kind of an impulsive decision to come back early, but i've been enjoying the quiet for the most part. quiet always has its drawbacks, but it's still good. "oh! the differences that often are between everything we want and what we really need" (nichole nordeman's "gratitude"). hmm.

       i think i might have found a huge reason, if not the cause, why i've had problems with one of my friends for over a year. the timeline fits perfectly. when it happened i thought it was something i was going to be able to get over. and in some ways i have. but in many others i haven't. it's affected so many different things. what sucks now is that i don't think i can do anything about it. i don't know whether i should say something or just live with it.

       synthia, i'm sorry, but i'm finding it increasingly difficult to come up with six weird things about me that aren't just plain pathetic and/or a bit weirder than i'd like to admit. when you set that kind of task before a weird person, it's just about impossible.

       classes start tuesday. latin and agricultural journalism. haha. funny thing, the ag journalism is the one i need. well, not explicitly. i needed a 3000-level writing intensive course. everyone knows the ag classes are the bird courses, and i needed one of those. so i'm going to learn how to write business memos and e-mails. and learn a little latin. i flipped through the latin book already. so far i think i'm going to have a difficult time keeping my latin and spanish separate. we'll see. oh, yeah, and i have that online class that i signed up for last may and haven't started yet. need to do that. oh my.

       well, i'm sick of staring at a computer screen. take care all. later.

 

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