the percocet was a complete let down. maybe 10mg isn't enough, maybe it's just that unamusing. there are better things to spend that money on

haven't been able to get a hold of kaijah. i know he wrecked his phone recently but it's still somewhat worrying. i'm sure he's fine though

thinking about waking up my dog at midnight to mess with her, but i also want to see her reaction to me just suddenly appearing in the house as if four months hadn't just passed

sometime in september i photocopied a short story by joy williams called "winter chemistry" which appears in her book of collections, "taking care". i couldn't find a copy of it online, only some random people's review of it for a school assignment or something. i found the pages today. this story had a twist at the end. i guess i like twists. but this one was dark and unexpected. i found myself needing a break after finishing it. i tried to recreate it but i gave up because it seemed wrong. not just morally but also just the direction it was going in. i would never be able to get as close to great as the original

andy got into upenn which is good. i'm happy for him