amsterdam

amsterdam tomorrow. tomorrow. tomorrow.

ahh so excited. can not wait to be way inside my head for an extended period of time with people that i enjoy. so happy brookline people will be there too.

other than that, not much else to say. can't figure out why it is so hard to get along with m & d. they are fine people. perhaps it is the triangle shape of our family? three never seems to work.

hm, have to think about that a bit.

okay amsterdam here i come...peace

lost, again.

also one other thing that must be discussed. LOST SEASON 4. so amazing. so good. so intense. so confusing. time discrepencies and ben linus and naomi and ANOTHER EPISODE TODAY. YESSSSSS.

can't sleep. crazy.

hello. it is 9:30am on a friday morning and, amazingly, i am awake. crazy. i am also eating a piece of home-made cheesecake.

hmm lets see. been abroad for almost 2 months. that is crazy. also, 2 days from now will be 1 year. now that is crazy.

what else? i wish i could fall back asleep and i'm sure that if my dvd player worked, i could. i wonder what is wrong with my computer. of course i could take it to the tech center but that would be difficult.

that might be it for now. amsterdam next weekend. crazy.

pace. paz. peace.

Two Questions

"There are only two questions that human beings have ever fought over, all through history. How much do you love me? And Who's in charge?"

It is February Twelve. Ten Fourty P.M. Brighton England.

I would love to write down everything from the scrap of paper next to my bed from a hotel in Madrid. I'm just to lazy to get out of my bed at this moment.

How much do you love me?

Who's in charge?

One.