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Running The Loping: May 2006

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Sunday, May 28, 2006. Beating up Boys in the Last Days of England. I walked downstairs and saw Barwell sleeping on the couch in a fetal position. He looked very young and simple, like a boy who has these beautiful parents who love him so much and always make him sandwhiches after work. A little singular human being who wants to laugh and have a friend who won't hurt him. I felt like I loved him alot and walked out the door without saying goodbye. Posted by J at 7:41 PM. Thursday, May 25, 2006. Sometimes ...

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Running The Loping: April 2006

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Thursday, April 27, 2006. Dear Blog, My Bad Habits, and the People Who May or May Not Love Me,. I guess I shouldn't make any decisions today, one of those warm days that come after a rainy one that made you misbehave, the sudden Spring making you feel so guilty and aware of possible repercussions from your actions. It's the dandelions, maybe. It reminds you of young, not being young though, and makes you wonder is that a weed? Does it matter if I step on it? I feel like I'm gonna BARF! Am I an asshole!

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Running The Loping: July 2006

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Monday, July 17, 2006. Marriage is for stupid people. This weekend I went to my friend's sister wedding where she wasted almost half a million dollars commiting herself to one underwhelming penis attached to an even more underwhelming man. I went and got trashed off free liqour, took some pictures, and did dirty dances behind the bride whenever I saw her posing for one of her "proffesional" photographers. My second favorite person in the world. Attempt at self portrait. Posted by J at 10:56 PM. Posted by...

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Running The Loping: August 2006

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Monday, August 14, 2006. I'm going to go eat baguettes and drink wine until I forget your stupid face! Now if drama arises I just curl into a fetal position on the couch and watch Project Runway while trying to convince Mono that I have food in my hand so she'll come over and let me pet her lemur tail. Posted by J at 12:44 AM. Friday, August 04, 2006. Listen to it on a hill with a trombone and whiskey. The Magnetic Fields - Charm of the Highway Strip. I'm never going back to Jackson. 2 LONG VERMONT ROADS.

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Running The Loping: February 2006

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Tuesday, February 28, 2006. Ibi Dreams of Pavement (A Better Day). So our lives, our studies and our well-chosen accessories are all endured to reach some point in time when our efforts and desires converge and come back for a congratulatory kiss. I’m not saying that this is an ideal truth, or that it is the way it should be, but I just believe that this is. Posted by J at 10:50 PM. Wednesday, February 22, 2006. Best Article Featuring Me.Ever. Posted by J at 4:30 PM. Now it isn't often that I read someth...

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Running The Loping: October 2006

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Monday, October 16, 2006. You are the drugs. Things I've learned lately. Being sober means you can hang out with drunk people and realize what an asshole you usually look like. Spend your time with people who are nice to you. Don't be mean to other people, especially if they like it. There's a reason certain people have been your best friend for 6 years, even if you ocassionally forget it. Being bitter is boring. Don't make excuses for other people just because you love them. Some songs never get old.

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Running The Loping: March 2006

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Saturday, March 25, 2006. Posted by J at 8:54 PM. Wednesday, March 22, 2006. I Don't Usually do Requests.But. This weeks dedication: Luke Peacock. So when Dr. Meyers was sick and got a sub to teach his poetry class I was in, I was shocked when the previously faceless Luke Peacock came in, sat down, and proceeded to prove that he wasn't. I remember when Luke first came over, I still wasn't convinced that he wasn't a unicorn. He knew every CD on my shelves. He drank Coors. He fucking loved. The room was si...

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Running The Loping: June 2006

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Saturday, June 24, 2006. It was the middle of the night in my house. The other hand is being pulled by my own reality. One that can't honestly answer the question "where are you from? And wants to be free of any sort of commitment, no matter how benign. It's nature versus nurture. As a human, I want a group of people who accept me, I want stability. But I was raised to be independent, challenging, exploring. I have never, ever had any boundries, whatsoever. Posted by J at 6:49 AM. Saturday, June 10, 2006.