finally writing my paper on emile durkheim and the functionalist theories and every time i type "culture" i think "a culture is no better than its woods" and then i think of cute boys...

also, i joined a soccer team.

i've spent the last half hour listening to the books and jump-dancing around my room wearing my dirty work undershirt and no underwear contemplating why i feel so uncomfortable looking at you while you're inside me.

((wheird))