Patinated Ponies
This is the place where I put my favorite photos that I've taken, and thoughts that I've... thought. Rarely will I reblog, but if a photo or quote is so inspiring, it may find its way on here.
"Patina" is my favorite word, and I, um, really like ponies. I might be five, I might be twenty.
Feel free to email me at: skp5n at virginia dot edu
Unexpectedly
I’ve been bummed about this kid that can’t go to polo prom with me anymore.
But three things have happened in the past 24 hours that make me feel much better about it:
I got a solo in our Libel Show (a comedy revue for our law school), I’m going to start doing P90X once a friend of mine bootlegs me a copy, and I’ve asked someone else to polo prom (let’s call him [Wahoo]). He said he’d get back to me tomorrow about whether he can come, and if he can’t, I’ll go stag and not worry a second more about it.
I’m a better person than [LRH]. I deserve more than him. I can use him for sex (which is fun, really fun), but I can’t let myself want more than that from him, because I know for a fact that I can’t trust him. I’m going to really get serious about my NYR to lose some weight, and I’m going to stop worrying about finding someone in law school.
Phew. I started today so bummed about [LRH], but I’m ending it with him surpassed in my head by great things to come.
