oh honey you turn me on, I'm a radio

I'm a country station, I'm a little bit corny, I'm a wildwood flower waving for ya.

I haven't been able to get that song out of my head for a few days now.



Also, I didn't sleep last night. At all. Along with Zach, Breana and Flannery. I finished my H2P paper at approximately 7am, with enough time to go back to my room. I did catch a good 30 minutes or so on the CSES couch, only to awake and find myself in the middle of a study session with strangers. Who did not acknowledge my presence whatsoever, even when I stood up and left. It was a little odd.
(I guess that's my appeal to not read this too closely because I'm not really thinking)

But the stress for this week is over! Well, sort of. Second bio test coming up real soon on Monday. If I don't do well on this... I don't know what I'll do. I guess I'm going to study right now.

Did I blog about leaving my laptop on top of my car? Because I did, and it stayed on top all the way up college, through the square and the loop around the library. I need to bake something tasty for the wonderful mystery man who found it.

SPEAKING OF WHICH MY MOTHER BAKED PUMPKIN BREAD AND DIDN'T EVEN TELL ME.

...I shouldn't be allowed to call this a blog. This is the most trivial crap just dumped from my brain.

OH WELL.
TOMORROW IS LISA FRANK/BROWN DAY. can't wait. Litmag prophecy fulfilled.


so much nutella. so much.





I want to get better at blues dancing. Or just dancing. What I love about all these passionate people I keep meeting, whether they're farmers or yoga instructors or banjo players, is the way they pull you into their world. There are all these intensive communities of weird hobbyists and they all know each other. Meghan, my blues teacher, for example, went to LA last weekend, is going to Austin tomorrow, and to Dallas for Halloween. All for these big dance events. And she'll start talking about all these people she danced with from all over the country and we can stay with if we want to come with her... and it just seems like so much fun. I guess I'm already starting to make those connections among the green economy kids, but it's nice to see into different groups. Interesting, anyway.

School is pretty good right now. I think my paper turned out pretty well, and my bio lab mid term was pretty easy (and got me out of class 2 hours early!), and my italian test is over, and I don't have anyting to worry about tomorrow. At all.


bedtime for bonzo.

crispy, crispy, benjamin franklin

Regina always finds the right words.

The air is crackling with the promise of autumn today. I watched Beaches with Chelsea today. Her mom keeps the windows and doors open, so we got to feel the cool air silently creep in as the sun went down. It was so nice. The weather and the movie. And Bette Midler. Who is our Blues teacher, completely.

My dad laughed at me today when I asked him to build a fire. Apparently there are temperature rules governing fire-building. I was totally ready, but we had no wood.

Speaking of chopping wood, holy moly we met the cutest guy today at Spenser's Legacy, the animal rescue. He was axing away leftovers from the ice storm. I have new ambition to volunteer.

Bleh. I hope Holly and I can talk soon. She's being weird about my sleeping patterns. As in, she wishes I was magically finished with all of my tasks exactly when she decides she wants to go to sleep. But she won't talk to me about it; I have to find out second-hand. I'm not really sure how to bring it up. But here I am, again, sitting in the lobby because she's asleep. Which is fine. I just kind of feel weird exiting my room as soon as she turns out her light. Hopefully we can resolve it soon.

I started my family tree! I'm amazed at how much Nana remembers. She just starts talking and recalling all these birthdates and marriage stories of people five generations ago, on and on. We've only just started. I don't know if this is a public link, but here's how far we got: Click meee And that's just my Nana's side. I'm pleased. (Fun fact: At least four of my relatives were murdered in that famous Mormon massacre! All right!)

Also, I ate 1040 calories worth of Ben & Jerry's Cake Batter yesterday night. In one sitting, By myself. While watching Letters to Juliet.

I regret nothing.

Oh whoa oo whoaaoooh. Here I am with my heart on floor and my love out the door you should be knockin'...

goodbye, unicorn!

It is a special day when an email from my cute bio lab teacher regarding appropriate outdoor clothing for our next class gets me excited. A special day indeed.

All I did for the majority of yesterday was sleep and watch tv. And eat. I ate lots of soup with my mom. I felt kind of sick, so I blew off everything, like quidditch practice and the OMNI cookout where i was apparently supposed to speak. But no one told me.


The moral of the story is I am still exhausted.
Woop.

Time for the sleeps.

EXCEPT ALSO WAIT IT'S COLD IT'S COLD IT'S COLD. My dad was a poophead and told me it's supposed to get up to 80 tomorrow. But I don't care. I DON'T CARE. I'LL WEAR MY SWEATERS ANYWAY. IN ALL THEIR 100% ACRYLIC GLORY.

I'm reading Maya Angelou

I took a four hour nap today.

Other than that, all I basically did was eat and watch tv (okay, I did give Sunday a bath, but that was early in the morning). But I don't really feel bad. It was nice to spend all day in my nightgown.

Spring break has come and gone again. I was productive, but I don't feel like it. I'm kind of ready to go back to school.

We have 7 mondays left.

Also, I need to devote a post each to 1) Spring Break shopping finds and 2) Nancy Drew the Phantom of Venice. But I need to finish that first. Fer shure.

This is a pointless post, but I'm too sleepy to care and too lazy to erase it.