homesick for a place that doesn't quite exist
okay i got accepted to grad school here—w00t—but since i’m in, the prerequisite courses i’m in now seem inconsequential and right now i have to write two clinical observation reports by noon and it’s 5am and yet here i am liveblogging my mind on teh cryptojournal and nomnomming starbursts. fucking STARBURSTS! time for the teej to get kinda real with you guyz, k?...
i feel okay rough-draft-wise about these three...
i hate this i hate this i hate this plz kill me—last night i had a drink with A and her friends and she asked how i was doing and i answered by performing an elaborate pantomime of me tying a rope into a noose, wrapping it around my neck, pulling the rope taut and then falling and snapping my neck; this spawned a brief but morbid game of charades between me and her: she unscrewed the lid off...
realized there is no way i can sex it up so i’ll just fucking spell it out Why I would like to be speech-language pathologist boils down to two reasons: (1) I am incredibly passionate about linguistics and the speech and hearing sciences, and I am a very, very gifted student in these fields. (2) I am idealistic and wish to use my specialized training to assess and treat individuals with...
circle of death
On Saturday I got to meet a couple of her close friends, and we met them at The Plaza bar where we played a drinking game called Circle of Death, which was pretty fun especially the parts where we would have to go around naming members of a given category, one of which was the devious category Countries of South America, and have to keep going around until someone fucked up and therefore had to...
Amanda: You need anything?
Tristan: Yr warm embrace, yr bad romance.
nanowrimo iv: someone else's date in someone...
i’m falling behind i think but i shall not be discouraged. yo la tengo, “cherry chapstick” *** ugh so with that last entry i didn’t really set out to mediate on luke and amy and loneliness; i meant to talk about m.t. so i was feeling really pathetic and losery after those two people knocked on the big glass windows and yelled at me and i wanted to be the kind of...
nanowrimo iii: they say i got brains but they...
teej says: ugh i don’t want to do exposition. i hate exposition. the beach boys, “i just wasn’t made for these times” *** “why do drunk people feel the need to yell at strangers?” i ask my roommate, luke who is the dormitory-equivalent of a homebody, electing to spend his nights talking to his long-distance girlfriend. she’s going to school in...
i don't know why she needed to know this but i'm...
lolo: whats the name of a sentence that uses all 26 letters?
: Sent at 4:26 PM on Monday
nanowrimo ii: no signs point u on yr way
okay teej talking here, so i think i determined the general premise to my nanowrimo story and surprise surprise it’s going to be pretty teejaygraphical. which should be okay but i guess i’m not trying to tell any story about myself but make sense of a few things about who/m i am. anyway, so i’ve got a few scenes i know i want to fit into this story but i have no masterplan about...
nanowrimo i: i just can't wait to send you plastic...
so i think i’m going to try to write some kind of nanowrimo thing. i have absolutely no plan or ideas and i’m going to improvise this whole thing and likely use the tvtropes plot generator a lot. it’s going to be densely autobiographical probably, but quantity over quality is the name of the game, so i’m just going to write a bunch. the wake, “plastic flowers” ...
loscheiner: do you ever get to go out?
loscheiner: i mean like, it's the weekend. what do you do for fun?
tristn: i play with my niece and nephew every day for half an hour
loscheiner: that's almost like what i'm talking about
loscheiner: i meant more in the way of socializing with other adults
tristn: no, i guess not
I’ve been thinking a lot about what I might write when I write about a few songs on tuneage, so I’m going to jot them down before I forget. Crystal Castles, “Not In Love”: Funny. I was really looking forward to this album, but then I got dumped and unfortunately the best song on the album is called “Not In Love”. You know it’s a cover right? Yeah,...
peptalk to self
calm down stop checking internet things every five minutes preparatory research is just well-intentioned procrastination; just do what you’re delaying quit using tabs for for-later reading. you’ve had that Give Me Something To Read article open for like four days
My little bro and his bf were cuddled up on the family-room futon during Glee last night. I imagine there was some light fooling around. That’s pretty cool, but you’d never see it on TV unless there was a heavyhanded message behind the gesture. Maybe on Degrassi? Anyway, the little tableau made me proud of my household— fuck the “family values” people. What’s...
wish this was a Lost spoiler
Izzy doesn’t believe in the soul. She has always ascribed the human sense of consciousness to neurological machinery and “emergent” happenstance. Nevertheless, she occasionally waxes spiritual and imagines her own version of an afterdeath: GAME OVER. TRY AGAIN?
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class privilege activity →
I’d like to play this game (via atoxique), but it’s going on the secret tumblr. Bold the following facts that apply to you: Father went to college Father finished college Mother went to college Mother finished college Have any relative who is an attorney, physician, or professor. Were the same or higher class than your high school teachers Had more than 50 books in your...
summer of teej
A little over four years ago, I realized that I really liked this girl named Mary and thought that maybe she might like me too. But just as I had noticed these burgeoning feelings, it was finals week and days later we were very far away from each other, living in our hometowns for what became the longest summer of my life. Everyday we wrote each other on Facebook, using the messaging system back...
Daily Meh: More on what I was getting at last... →
More on what I was getting at last night, with fewer expletives and hopefully more lucidity: the great dilemma for us analytic types, certainly for me, is that thinking more than your peers is going to bring you success in every area except those that rely on intuition, and those areas are often… Simen grapples with the pratfalls of introversion by of course meditating densely on the...
Like, at a certain point, we’re gonna have to build some machinery, inside our...– David Foster Wallace on entertainment media. An excerpt from Although of Course You End Up Becoming Yourself by David Lipsky (via love-squalor, ericmortensen) I follow you David all the way up until the phrase “in a meaningful way”—the fuck that does that mean? Anyway,...
Friday: Shovel out compost from back of broken wagon. What happens to dead bovines on the farm? Some are loaded into a truck by a man with a notoriously squeaky voice and they go to be rendered into mysterious byproducts. Others are thrown into piles, tucked away from the view of passers-by, along with spent straw and silage. The straw and putrefying bodies decay into compost, and it is the...
*tristan's all emo and shit*
Although I’ve pretty much been sad for the past month and really really unhappy ever since I moved home a week ago, it’s been absolutely horrible the past two days. I don’t know how to describe it. The current gameplan is get a job and get out of here, and so I look at job listings but then I freeze up and I feel completely paralyzed. It’s not stalling or procrastinating; I...
The voicelessness of the mentally ill often consigns them to symbolic status:...– mills winning so hard
Write one leaf about someone who loves you.
[prompt via writeoneleaf] Oh hey Mary said I should move out and that this whole give-this-relationship-thing-a-chance is not working. Four years!! FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU— But you know what, I couldn’t and didn’t leave here a quitter. I gave the chance my very damnedest. I have nothing to regret from the past month of trying. I just weaken at the thought of...
dog-whistle politics n. a concealed, coded, or unstated idea, usually divisive...– Double-Tongued Dictionary I suppose that one of the reasons I love politics—besides its neverending entertainment and the vague sense of self-importance you earn as an “informed citizen”, even if you’re only really paying attention because it’s a fucking soap opera for...
Write one leaf about floppy discs.
(prompt via writeoneleaf) If you walk in right now, you’d see my seated silhouette, the edges of my body fuzzy and out of focus, before the glow of my computer monitor. I am watching the Progress bar slowly crawl across the screen. Sometimes the animated bar pauses for a second too long and I worry that the Upload failed, but the bar makes a startling leap and Progress resumes. I am...
verbs for yr ipad
touch tap drum (one’s fingers) swipe stroke thump thumb paw fiddle grope tickle fondle finger