I've kind of switched blogs...

but not really. Everything is exactly the same except I'm using my Gmail account to sign in now. For some reason blogger wouldn't let me switch or add e-mail addresses. So...if you're one of the few that I've been following and you realize one day that there are two Livis following you, you should either A) Run away or B) Not worry about it.

Okay!

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Livi.

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P.S. Here's the new one! [phrenologic.blogspot.com]

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Horchata

It's raining, Deanna (my new roommate and friend) and I are staying in and playing with our cat children tonight. Really loving our new apartment, it feels perfect. It's going to be even better when the weather is constantly nice and we can sit outside in the courtyard (yes we have an enclosed courtyard! ^_^)

I'm going to try and spice this blog up a little bit. I don't have the brain power for it at the moment, but I have some ideas.

Right now I'm just going to sit and listen to the newest Vampire Weekend album, though.

So, later. Later.

Doo Wop

If the times allowed it, I would be prepared to enter into solitary confinement, my sambuca, my Lauryn Hill and I.

I am not a robot.

I'm really starting to wonder why all of these unsavory people from my past are starting to come out of the woodwork and want a piece of me in some form or another. Is there some sort of cosmic joke being played on me that I'm unaware of? I really just want to say "stay the fuck away", but I can't do that. Everyone's human, and 'everyone' is too fragile for my liking.

I guess I'm also just in a bad mood today. I slept entirely too much and wasted the day away.

I've come to some sort of balance that I'm feeling pretty good about at this point in my life. I've let go of the past, I've let go of the hurt inflicted upon me by unimportant people, I've even let go of the people that I thought meant a lot more to me than they really did. I'm clearing my mind of the excess. (I guess what I'm getting at is that I wish other people would do the same.)

Now I just need to find something meaningful to replace the space.

And maybe I've cleared out too much, because for the past week I've felt like I'm forgetting something extremely important. If anyone can help me out, feel free to throw some suggestions my way; try and jog my memory.

Can't get over your nine-leaved clover.

For some reason I was just now drawn to write in this blog rather than complete my Philosophy paper, ha! That just seems strange to me. I feel that I can't talk about life without getting flustered or tongue-tied, but I'm still driven to write. Well, "write". Tha futuristic typa' writin'. I'm listening to Morrissey with a kitten in my lap, and the wheels in my brain are still turning but I can't tell what any of it means. So, I THINK, that....I'm just completely scatterbrained. And who could concentrate when they've got a kitten meowing in their face just because he's happy anyway?

AbSURD.

...I can't wait to get out.

Danke für das Spielen

I feel like I'm becoming more and more jaded as time goes on. The weird thing is, in a way that doesn't seem at all self-harming to me, I'm actually kind of enjoying it. I appreciate it. I would rather be experienced in life than not at all.

I'm happy.

In the New Year.

In the new year, I resolve to bring back the creative side of myself that I feel has been hidden for so long. I want to start creating things again. I've been around so many artistically inclined people as of late, and it's making my mind buzz. I am in search of something that can serve as a new creative outlet, as writing has seemed to become so routine for me, that the benefits of "letting it out" have long since waned. I need something.