todays the first anniversary of the asteroid hitting the moon. A year ago i was sixteen years old, a sophomore in high school.

woman must not depend on the protection of man, but must learn to protect herself

Lisa's baby was due about now. I've decided she had it and it was a girl. I've named her Rachel.

I never really thought about how when I look at the moon it;s the same moon as Shakespeare and Marie Antoinette and George Washington and Cleopatra looked at.

Here's the funny thing about the world coming to an end. Once it gets going, it doesn't seem to stop.

Life catches you by surprise. It always does. But there's good mixed in with the bad. It's there. You just have to recognize it.

I wonder if I cry whether my tears would be gray.