coffee with evan on saturday. this is so happening.
so evan friended me on facebook. i guess you could say things are getting kind of serious.
I forgot my headphones at home, and I’m stuck at my parents house for the next couple of days without music. I’m having a minor panic attack.
Google’s thanksgiving doodle is adorable.
Is it weird that I still have conversations with him sometimes? I like to pretend he’s there, and that he’s teasing me for not eating ham in my eggs or that he’s watching me work over my shoulder, or that he is trying to get me to explain myself more even though he already had me figured out.
It feels so nice to finish a song that’s been in the works for a while. It’s called “lighthouses” and it sounds almost sickeningly beautiful.
now if only I could get that other song from the start of summer finished. writing lyrics is haaard.
This is that part.
What part is this?
I never really took the time to listen to the lyrics of this song - they are actually really well done.
I promise that we’ll be perfect strangers when we meet.
But love, I still know who you are, but now, I wonder who I was.
I’m back! and I only creepily, drunkenly messaged one girl and told her she was cute.
^what a winner.
For those wondering, I was at my cousin’s wedding in carmel. It was nice to get to see everyone in my family again - we never get to since I live so far away and everyone has lives that they’re busy with. Oh well. Mark was pleased to know that I still wear the watch he gave me 13 years ago, and then we talked about going blind, since we’re doing it in different ways (he can still drive, I’m so jealous).
And I got drunk with my brothers (hence the creeping), which was a nice “bonding” opportunity.
It’s funny how we’re all so dysfunctional, and then Erin gets married, and we throw everything aside and just be family for a few days.