time travel makes love much less fleeting

that hugh jackman at the oscars video has broken my brain.

the opening notes of human make me laugh out loud.

and the lyrics are all wrong.

giggles.

wait, wat?

is there no more without a trace?

ever?

this makes me feel the same way as being told that complete strangers have died. like i should be sad, but i'm just not.


i have made a deal with the devil myself. i am not allowed to watch how to be until i've written at least 20 pages more on my dissertation.


also, i say 'also' too often in my entries. also, just, totally, and awesome. which it isn't.


oh, weird old man today asked me if i was waiting for condoms. or, that's what i thought until he told me he knew that because he'd seen it on tv. then i realized he had actually said "waiting for godot." but 'no' still seemed like an appropriate response, just, i could have been less rude and disgusted when i said it.