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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>go make a memory.</description><title>life's not a dress rehearsal.</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @k8sheridan)</generator><link>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>"nothing is more practical than finding god, that is, than falling in love in a quite absolute, final..."</title><description>“nothing is more practical than finding god, that is, than falling in love in a quite absolute, final way. what you are in love with, what seizes your imagination, will affect everything. It will decide what will get you out of bed in the morning, what you will do with your evenings, how you will spend your weekends, what you read, who you know, what breaks your heart, and what amazes you with joy and gratitude. fall in love, stay in love and it will decide everything.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;and with those words of wisdom from pedro arrupe, sj… i may be done.  111 posts later and i have come further than i could have ever expected.  things have not always gone well, but they have gone exactly as they  should. i could keep going, but i don’t know if i can say anything more  appropriate than this - it’s about love. it always has been, it always  will be. i love you all, thanks for listening. keep making memories :) i’ll be at &lt;a href="http://crazycharming.tumblr.com" target="_blank"&gt;http://crazycharming.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;, k8sheridan.com &amp; the world.&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/post/1389845699</link><guid>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/post/1389845699</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Oct 2010 12:01:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l9fcqo2hMK1qdzwsuo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/post/1201383608</link><guid>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/post/1201383608</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Sep 2010 20:23:44 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>i wish i could just take out my brain and my heart and put them in a bowl and pull them apart and...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;i wish i could just take out my brain and my heart and put them in a bowl and pull them apart and sift through until it makes sense so i can have some words to write for these things to say and finally slap something on the page that feels worth it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;that being said, things are pretty great.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;writer&amp;#8217;s block just pisses me off.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/post/1095701896</link><guid>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/post/1095701896</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Sep 2010 01:11:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>reviewing my blog/life… wah-frickity-wah-wah. over it....</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7aqznckAF1qzb9z0o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;reviewing my blog/life… wah-frickity-wah-wah. over it. bunny’s got the right idea.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/post/966941419</link><guid>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/post/966941419</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Aug 2010 08:35:47 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>first, dive</title><description>&lt;p&gt;i came here with the intent of writing something. i haven&amp;#8217;t in a while. it struck me as strange that i&amp;#8217;ve journaled the least in what has been possibly the most notable (in a good way, for once) period of my life to date, but i assumed it was because for once, i didn&amp;#8217;t have anything to say.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i think now it&amp;#8217;s probably the opposite. for one, i never have nothing to say. i think perhaps it is that i have too much to say&amp;#8230; i just can&amp;#8217;t process it into words. and as per usual, i am now too tired to try. so. here&amp;#8217;s a poem. i might as well have an e.e. cummings blog at this point, but i don&amp;#8217;t mind it. if someone says it better than you, you go with it. and i concede to your superiority, sir. thanks for the words.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;hopefully i&amp;#8217;ll have some of my own soon.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;pre&gt;dive for dreams&lt;br/&gt;or a slogan may topple you&lt;br/&gt;(trees are their roots&lt;br/&gt;and wind is wind) &lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;trust your heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if the seas catch fire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(and live by love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;though the stars walk backward) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;honour the past&lt;br/&gt;but welcome the future&lt;br/&gt;(and dance your death&lt;br/&gt;away at the wedding) &lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;never mind a world&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;with its villains or heroes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;(for good likes girls&lt;br/&gt;and tomorrow and the earth) &lt;br/&gt;in spite of everything&lt;br/&gt;which breathes and moves, since Doom&lt;br/&gt;(with white longest hands&lt;br/&gt;neating each crease)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;will smooth entirely our minds &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;-before leaving my room&lt;br/&gt;i turn, and (stooping&lt;br/&gt;through the morning) kiss&lt;br/&gt;this pillow, dear&lt;br/&gt;where our heads lived and were. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;silently if, out of not knowable &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;silently if, out of not knowable &lt;br/&gt;night's utmost nothing,wanders a little guess &lt;br/&gt;(only which is this world)&lt;strong&gt;more my life does &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not leap than with the mystery your smile sings&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br/&gt;or if(spiralling as luminous &lt;br/&gt;they climb oblivion)voices who are dreams, &lt;br/&gt;less into heaven certainly earth swims &lt;br/&gt;than each my deeper death becomes your kiss &lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;losing through you what seemed myself,i find &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;selves unimaginably mine;beyond &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sorrow's own joys and hoping's very fears &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;yours is the light by which my spirit's born: &lt;br/&gt;yours is the darkness of my soul's return &lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-you are my sun,my moon,and all my stars &lt;br/&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(btw, i am completely unashamed that i found this particular poem through charlie st. cloud. there is no wrong way to love e.e. and certainly not when it involves zac efron. say what you may filmically, but i am never against a movie that introduces me to a new poem, a shirtless boy, and inspires the idyllic fantasy future of living on the water with good books, good wine, and good zefron-y sex.)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/post/891236383</link><guid>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/post/891236383</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Aug 2010 22:48:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>too many thoughts. not enough words. want. sleep. peace. BAH</title><description>&lt;p&gt;too many thoughts. not enough words. want. sleep. peace. BAH&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/post/818417813</link><guid>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/post/818417813</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Jul 2010 02:42:44 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"since feeling is first
who pays any attention
to the syntax of things
will never wholly kiss..."</title><description>“&lt;p&gt;since feeling is first&lt;br/&gt;
who pays any attention&lt;br/&gt;
to the syntax of things&lt;br/&gt;
will never wholly kiss you;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;wholly to be a fool&lt;br/&gt;
while Spring is in the world&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;my blood approves,&lt;br/&gt;
and kisses are a better fate&lt;br/&gt;
than wisdom&lt;br/&gt;
lady i swear by all flowers. Don’t cry&lt;br/&gt;
-the best gesture of my brain is less than&lt;br/&gt;
your eyelids’ flutter which says&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;we are for each other:then&lt;br/&gt;
laugh, leaning back in my arms&lt;br/&gt;
for life’s not a paragraph&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;And death i think is no parenthesis&lt;/p&gt;”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;as always… my man e.e.&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/post/779928692</link><guid>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/post/779928692</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Jul 2010 01:48:31 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l3kpdswiE91qzb9z0o1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/post/668374965</link><guid>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/post/668374965</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 Jun 2010 23:22:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"ah, but still there is joy
in where you choose to see it
&amp; whence you dare to breathe it in"</title><description>“ah, but still there is joy&lt;br/&gt;
in where you choose to see it&lt;br/&gt;
&amp; whence you dare to breathe it in”</description><link>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/post/655793598</link><guid>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/post/655793598</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Jun 2010 02:26:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>things that are great:</title><description>&lt;p&gt;-that perfectly done french fry&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-when your nailpolish doesn&amp;#8217;t chip&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-buildings full of books and comfy chairs&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-sunshine &amp;amp; a breeze&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-good stuff on sale&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-a really satisfying poop&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-when part of a performance is so good you have to go back and rewatch it multiple times, everytime, and then make sure everyone else does the same&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-an unexpected token of appreciation&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-someone playing with your hair&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-warm swimming water, cold drinking water&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-flowers&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-friendly old people&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-getting what you deserve when you work hard&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-kisses&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-the part of the sleepover when you&amp;#8217;ve decided to go to bed but end up talking in the dark for a couple more hours until you&amp;#8217;re not tired anymore&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-pre-road trip gas station snack runs&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-short lines at the store/coffee shop/amusement park&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-the feeling of extra-clean teeth&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-writing that reaches you on another level&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-swingsets&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-when everything happens for a reason&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-a comfy bed&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;gt; edit as of 6/2/10, 2:28 am: boulevard diner grilled cheese.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/post/645484375</link><guid>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/post/645484375</guid><pubDate>Sat, 29 May 2010 23:14:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>nickholmes:

Word.

felt like an appropriate 101st post…...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l2o9yaFK1P1qzmopno1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://nickholmes.tumblr.com/post/613373704/word" target="_blank"&gt;nickholmes&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Word.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;felt like an appropriate 101st post… especially with a birthday around the corner and a summer of freedom stretched out in front of me. word, indeed :)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/post/613828788</link><guid>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/post/613828788</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 May 2010 15:15:39 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"i am,
perhaps,
alone.
by choice (ish)
in this dark cruel intoxicated world
high on dreams
while the..."</title><description>“&lt;p&gt;i am,&lt;br/&gt;
perhaps,&lt;br/&gt;
alone.&lt;br/&gt;
by choice (ish)&lt;br/&gt;
in this dark cruel intoxicated world&lt;br/&gt;
high on dreams&lt;br/&gt;
while the rest breathe leaves&lt;br/&gt;
i am alone&lt;br/&gt;
not lonely - there’s a difference&lt;br/&gt;
not&lt;br/&gt;
all the time,&lt;br/&gt;
but when it counts.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;i look to the sun shine of tomorrow&lt;br/&gt;
with a fearful loving breath&lt;br/&gt;
to grasp the fragile petals of day as fiercely&lt;br/&gt;
as their nature may allow&lt;br/&gt;
it only takes a rip or poke to kill&lt;br/&gt;
to pluck&lt;br/&gt;
though&lt;br/&gt;
by some blissful fate&lt;br/&gt;
the sinews&lt;br/&gt;
and watered veins&lt;br/&gt;
and wisping roots&lt;br/&gt;
hold strong.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;i try to coax my passion gentle&lt;br/&gt;
but at times&lt;br/&gt;
i feel so full i could burst&lt;br/&gt;
and a gentle hold on life is all but impossible&lt;br/&gt;
i am compelled to bleed&lt;br/&gt;
for the life of life’s lifeness&lt;br/&gt;
whisper my song&lt;br/&gt;
and smile&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;perhaps in this i am alone&lt;br/&gt;
but i think not&lt;/p&gt;”</description><link>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/post/596229657</link><guid>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/post/596229657</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 May 2010 18:10:58 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>i am obsessed with life right now.</title><link>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/post/590005708</link><guid>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/post/590005708</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 May 2010 13:27:07 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>too full. too tired. not overloaded, not overwhelmed… just...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l1vs7uCeLe1qzb9z0o1_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;too full. too tired. not overloaded, not overwhelmed… just too full.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/post/570170690</link><guid>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/post/570170690</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 May 2010 01:50:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"people who see life as anything more than pure entertainment are missing the point."</title><description>“people who see life as anything more than pure entertainment are missing the point.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;george carlin&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/post/553265681</link><guid>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/post/553265681</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Apr 2010 08:13:37 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>madonna… you are like a prayer. i realize my previous lack...</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/swj3E938jds?wmode=transparent&amp;autohide=1&amp;egm=0&amp;hd=1&amp;iv_load_policy=3&amp;modestbranding=1&amp;rel=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;madonna… you are like a prayer. i realize my previous lack of love for this song is almost sacrilegious, considering its the material girl, and i’m essentially a gay man, but oh my lordddd. OBSESSED. amber riley you best WAIL. (slash, glee only makes madonna gayer, so i think i can retain my homo status for the time being.)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;ps jonathan groff i’d really like it if you decided to be straight now.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;pps ryan murphy i’d really like it if you put me on glee now.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/post/545874264</link><guid>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/post/545874264</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Apr 2010 12:55:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>living for the little things.
today that is pudding.
:)</title><description>&lt;p&gt;living for the little things.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;today that is pudding.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;:)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/post/531305470</link><guid>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/post/531305470</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Apr 2010 15:32:46 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kzz8ol2AYB1qzb9z0o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/post/478554316</link><guid>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/post/478554316</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Mar 2010 01:31:33 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>funfetti ftw.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kzjdg3GgHB1qzvnxpo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;funfetti ftw.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/post/460507533</link><guid>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/post/460507533</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Mar 2010 03:01:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>WHO ELSE SEE THE LEPRECHAUN SAY YEEEEEAHH!
happy st....</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="299" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nda_OSWeyn8?wmode=transparent&amp;autohide=1&amp;egm=0&amp;hd=1&amp;iv_load_policy=3&amp;modestbranding=1&amp;rel=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHO ELSE SEE THE LEPRECHAUN SAY YEEEEEAHH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;happy st. patrick’s day, everyone :)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/post/454421503</link><guid>http://k8sheridan.tumblr.com/post/454421503</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Mar 2010 09:34:51 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
