actuality.log

(The only real benefit of hotels is that with the wonders of housekeeping, you get to spend even more time on your dark thoughts, instead of being distracted by chores.)
The true […]

I didn’t bring this up earlier, but I’m spending the week in San Fransisco. Internet access has been flaky, so I’m not going to elaborate, but normal programming ought to resume soon.
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Because I didn’t sign up for my current home for the next (academic) year—since I don’t intend on staying in grad school for much longer (fingers crossed)—I’ve been forced to look for a place to stay for the last few months of this […]

If I’d penned this the instant the feelings washed over me, this would have ended-up being a much darker entry.
Lucky you.
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A sweet dash of lavender and a hint of fresh lemon—it’s a fragrance I can never forget.
When I was a wee lad, a distant relative of my mom, at least I […]

And the day has nearly arrived.
While not entirely unexpected, I’m sure it must still be hard on my parents that my brother too is leaving home to continue his study here […]

A couple of fleeting glances followed by a “Hey, don’t I know you from somewhere?” is the sort of white lie of a question I can imagine using to chat up an attractive stranger. What I have a harder time at, however, is […]

I’ve been chuckling to the thought of this ever since I observed it during lunch.
Making out the entire time, this guy and girl had finally inched their way to the cash […]

Note: If you’re interested, I’m sorry to inform you that you’re too late; I’ve already been snatched up. The reason I put the pretty pink ad up here is because I […]