Shared Thoughts of 4 Former English Students

yeah, seasons do that to me too, and horny season comes 4 times a year . . . w/ marguritas in the summer, black russians in the winter, dark beer in the fall, wine in the spring. and i've learned how to feel romantic all by myself. surprisingly, it's delightful.

i may be the busiest boy i've ever been: i'm about to get on the substitute teaching list; i volunteered to be back-up courier at the JoCo LIB, and i'm trying to volunteer at the K.C. free health clinic. i have a habit of thinking i'm never getting anything done or doing much, but i think i've sold myself short in the past. my last semester at PSU i was teaching, being a full-time grad student, working 10 hrs/wk at the library, and i had a little romance going. granted, i wasn't exactly reading my assignments or participating in class, but i made it through!

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Okay. So i am taking a shot in the dark that any of us still come here to check and see if anyone has posted.

I'm in an odd mood today. Partially due to guilt from telling half truths about my ex to the new boy I like -- or having to come clean about the half truths rather. And partially cause I was listening to Fiona Apple today at lunch and she always makes me a little loopy.

But don't you find that changing seasons do this to us? They make us out of sorts for a bit, as if our mind and bodies have to resync with the earth. It makes sense I suppose. We sleep according to the circadian rhythms, women's bodies phase in and out with the moon. So why not be in sync with the seasons.

Anywhoben. Love you all. Post!

CD