This journal begins on Jan 05, 2010 with 1 word, and continues until Jan 04, 2011. During these 365 days Zelda Scott will write a total of 66,795 words.
Don't You Love It?
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16
Mar
Dad's coming to get me so we can go home. Picked up two travelers who are much cooler and more worldly than me. I wonder about the amount of things you all know about me and how cool my apartment... More »
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15
Mar
Hey Mill's, stop foisting so much beer on us. I don't need Sparks, you must realize this. I've called it quits on being productive but I do need to clean a bit. The ides of March. It'll be nice to... More »
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14
Mar
I'm ambivalent but wordy about life goals. My eyes sting like always. I worry about non-response but I get over it. My paper could use some work. I think about my family and how they get on without me. Fuck... More »
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13
Mar
Today is for papers not stomachaches. I'm over being drunk. I'm over being jealous. Let things fall, baby. If it doesn't make you happy.... Something about going home sounds sweet. I love you Chettam, I see what you were after,... More »
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12
Mar
Spanish style fried eggs mother fucker (aka there is nothing I can't do). Zach and I talked about how we mourn the might-be's and ate free sauerkraut. Then I won at monopoly, it's starting to worry me how nice it's... More »
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11
Mar
Lunch with Mr. Braithwaite was nice. He says such nice things about life. It makes me feel like falling in love. It makes me mourn the loss of that. He's on the other side of it now, but I don't... More »
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10
Mar
The benefits of drinking are many, one being that I wake up earlier (groggier and feeling gross, but earlier nonetheless). 14 pages of essay. 2 trips to Harry Browne's. too many peanut butter balls just enough friends. no more vodka.... More »