explosions.

So tonight, I decided to listen to Explosions in the Sky.
Now, I've listened to them countless times, I've also seen them live, thanks to Shane (: and I love them ohsomuch. But right now, it brings nostalgia.

Nostalgia of trudging through the drenching rain to Chad's house from P's. Nostalgia of playing video games loudly over the sound of rain. Nostalgia of just sitting in P's house, eating numnums. Nostalgia of walking through those rainy streets that I know like the back of my hand.

September, you cannot come soon enough.
I've grown out of my skin and now. Now I'm crawling back in.

I had a birthday.

You know, honestly, I hate having birthdays. I really do, it's pointless and makes me feel incredibly selfish, and not to sound cocky, but I'm not very selfish. But, honestly, this year was really awesome.
The day before, a package of my plugs from BAF came, then a package from Joe came with my old placebo shirt, a Tiger Eye pendant, a hunk of Sandstone, The Encyclopedia of Greek, Celtic and Norse Mythology, The Faery Teachings, The Guises of the Morrigan and Mabignon. And on my birthday, we took a mini trip to Flag <3.

Needless to say, I sure as hell have reading to do. Oh, I also picked up Magic of the Celtic Underworld for 9 dollahs and the Encylopedia of Celtic Wisdom for 8. So much reading B3

I picked up one of Schoolyard Heroes CDs from Bookman's, which in all reality was surprising to me. I forgot how amazing Ryann is. If you like female fronted vocals, especially anything like the Yeah Yeah Yeahs and Pylon. :D

Thiefs.

I have just finished this. In about 5 hours, four consecutively.

I cannot even begin to describe how phenomenal this novel is. She writes from a psychiatrist's perspective about his patient who is a painter and obsessed with a woman, from the 1800's. The psychiatrist goes to find out everything about this woman, his patient and both of their lives. It's like a historical thriller mystery.

She is a brilliantly talented writer. I really, have no words. I don't even feel like I was worthy enough to read this. The Historian blew me away, but this book did way more.
Now, all I want to do is write, for hours, for miles.
It also makes me want to paint and go to museums, and school.

Again, again.

after posting some shit on Faceshit about writing, I'm finally getting around to writing. Everything plays out in my head right as I'm about to fall asleep; then poof.
/gone.


But, I started writing last night, and I'm enjoying it for the most part. It's rough through and through, but this shit's been in my head for years, it needs to get the fuck out. I don't remember when the last time I legit just sat down and wrote, foreverago, I'msure.

But yeah, that's where I'll be.
With hand cramps :D

Old times?

So I decided to go to one of Sara's old DA accounts.
and, apparently (I do not remember this whatsoever)
She was incredibly jealous of me dating Star, incredibly.
It's just weird. Weird as all fucking hell.

So now, I'm on a mind trip into the past.
Trying to remember all the things I've forgotten
because I was too young to understand what the hell I
was actually getting in to.

It seems trivial, but so be it.
Lots of thinking, lots of meditation, but I don't mind.

shisha

So, I'm well aware all the people who I hang out with now, whom of all I actually do consider friends (you're lucky bastards >:c), lovelovelovelove shisha.
that's cool and all, really. But the hookah bar last night, fun yes, but something terrible, terrible happened. So, brilliant me, with a million and one allergies and not taking medication, decided to smoke some, no harm done right? It was just watermelon mint and also later, strawberry coconut. I only had 3 small puffs, but christ.

I had been itching ever since we left the hookah bar, and I thought nothing of it, figuring I just needed to shower or something, 'cos I'm gross like that :D but I checked it out way after we got home and lo and behold: hives.

Fucking hives?
I will never be smoking shisha again, I think I'm even gonna wait to go to the hookah bar for awhile. That and there are more pressing matters to attend to.
And on a more light and happy note, my magick herb 2 class starts today, time for more hand cramps and brain functions c: