Jan 1, 2013 - 1:32 am

I haven't written in my journal in a while. Today I opened it and a piece of paper fell out. This is something I wrote at new year's. It's KINDA cheezy, but I thought you'd like it.


It's funny how so many things feel like home.
New year's party feels like home. The Core 4 are here. And the ginger, the model,  G-Patz, Alysha and Sparklez. 
It's funny how there's nerdy conversations and drunkenness, and camp and emotions and insanity all at once. Sparklez is nice. He's such a camp person. I understand him. I approve.

Malcolm is beautiful, and loving, and nerdy and wonderful. He makes me smile.
And the Core Four always feel like home. Our dynamics, intensity and randomness.

G-Patz and the model are talking about Mars. I don't understand, but it's pretty great.

I love when we're all together and just being us. 

It's too late for this. I'm drunk and I shouldn't be writing to the tune of the Doctor Who theme, but it feels right and I can't explain it, but it's an infinity. Within the numbered days of our breaks, we are infinite. 

(wow, I can't believe drunk me combined two beautiful quotations like that.)