shortie here

yeah, i'm headed to bed, so this isn't going to be long, i promise.

let's see... today was actually pretty good. i don't remember exactly why i think that, but it was. oh right! i got to dress up in pink goodness and rock out on the bleachers of the gym (first time there, btw) with Sara and Meagan and Jason in drag... it was fun. Sara rocks! we think too much alike for me to not be entertained.

also... (i'm sure there's an also, there's always an also) also... i did laundry, does that count as an also? i really can't remember today very much... i took a Spanish test, we'll see how that goes... Randall wasn't in Crim, but that was ok because the kid who sits on my other side is pretty funny... i don't remember CORE... went down to the ACCESS center and registered as a note-taker for my Crim class... my notes are pretty thorough, and if somebody wants a copy, they're welcome to it. to be straight with you, i know somebody needs Crim notes, now as for whether or not they want my notes i don't know.

but i'm doing my part. one for all and all for one. all that lot.

today is Thirsty Thursday, and you know what that means! yep, i needa go refill my Nalgene from the water fountain down the hall. just a moment.

ok, all better. this really is longer than i'd intended for it to be, and since i have nothing more to say, i'll wrap this puppy up like a burrito and get it to go.... cheers!

mmm... my bed plus two equals mmm...

Crazy Pinkness!

Yeah, the entire Ivy Lounge looks like a giant pink nightmare. And I was a part of making it all happen! yay for me! We've got pink balloons, pink streamers, signs screaming, "THINK PINK!", and all sorts of altered-pink light fixtures... just to name a few of the ways that this room burns one's corneas.

It's magnificent. Although I'm kind of regretting having spent so much time working on it instead of doing homework, since I'll now be up waaay too late writing critical reading responses. they blow.

Yes, I just said "blow." I think I've been around James too long. yikes.

OOOH! I can't remember if I said that I got a package from Sarah. Did I? I don't care. It still makes me smile to see the note she sent in it (which is currently posted on my Wall of Amazingness), and listen to the CD she made me... I love Sarah. And I miss her. I get to see her during Winter Break! Yay!

Down to business.

Let's see... This morning I was woken up at 8 am by a loud knocking on the door followed by, "It's Kyle, are you ready to go?" Yeah, I was going to breakfast. I pulled on my big brown sweater and walked out the door. It was classy.

After the (delicious pancake) breakfast, we got dropped off by Kyle's dad back at the dorms... I walked up to Kyle's room, and promptly fell back asleep on his couch. Got woken up when he went back to class, moved to my own room, slept a bit more, then finally dragged my sorry ass off to Spanish. Came back to the room, slept until it was time to go to Stats, went, then realised I hadn't eaten since 8.30 this morning... can't remember exactly what-all went down after that... oh right, more pink decorating.

While we were all making the Lounge uninhabitable, my dad called me, and told me something really exciting: he won two tickets to the McCartney concert up in Portland, along with a limo ride there and back! He said my sister Anya is going as one of the two, and if I wanted to be the other, I was welcome to it, otherwise he or Mom would go. The concert is, if I remember correctly, a week from this Friday.

I've not completely made up my mind on this one. For one thing, I'd have to miss a Stats class to be in Eugene in time for the limo pick-up (haha, that's fun to be able to say). And another, I'd miss all sorts of goings-on down here.... like.... I'm not sure, but I bet something's happening, and I bet I'd be slightly downed to miss it. Ok, so it's mainly the Stats class. And of course, I'd miss Kyle, but it's not like we're connected at the hip or anything (more like the hand.... haha), so... ok, I need to take a vote. Who thinks what?

I remember my 16th Birthday present from my parents was the most of the entire family going to Paul McCartney's concert up in Portland... it'd be nifty to go again, because even though he's old and kind of strange for marrying a woman so much younger than him and having children at his age, he still puts on one hell of a show.

So yeah... thoughts? Even if you're just a random person reading my blog who doesn't know me from Eve, I want your opinion.

Alright, yeah, I'm still stalling on the CORE homework... better go do that. Cheers!

so tired.... so very tired... and yet i feel compelled to do this homework.... fuuuuuuck...

pumpkins, pinkies, and pasta, oh my!

yep, that was my evening: lots of people dressed in pink (except Kyle's roomie Will- he fucking DYED his body pink last night), baby wading pools full of pasta (through which crazy people, such as the male i call mine, crawl and look for hot dogs to put into a bucket... with their mouth), and pumpkin carving (mine rocked... i'll try to get a photo).

the day wasn't much better. serious grovelling in order to appease my spanish teacher... then i had to make up the chapter test i missed, only to miss class today... fucking alarm clock on my phone. i wish my actual clock worked... actually, it probably does, i just don't know how to make it work. pretty sad, huh?

i don't even remember my other two classes... i didn't get to take my nap like i'd hoped, but i did get to laugh at photos of Will the Pink. not as good as a nap, but it was fun.

i have to do spanish homework... fuck... don't want to... but i have to... and i think i got invited to breakfast tomorrow with Kyle and his father, but i'm not sure... fuck it, i'm going to go do my homework. cheers!

"fuck" is such a great word. it makes my mind happy to use it... happy in ways similar to appeasing my ocd compulsions... kind of an ease... a feverish relaxation... :)

no sleep for the wicked

or is it, "no sleep for the weary"? i'm not sure... heh heh heh

i laugh at myself...

and at my lack of sleep. definitely only got about 4 hours' worth last night, if that. but, that's still better than none. although i think i may be taking a nap this afternoon...

9.46 am... i should go take a shower and get ready to go to class.

i accidentally typed "sleep" the first time around... had to go back and type "class." wow

alright, with any luck (and a bit of memory), i'll post later today... but if not, cheers, and have a good day!

mmm... sleeping with half-naked boy... mmm... and waking up next to half-naked boy... mmm...

what a concept- posting during the day!

indeed, the sun is still out.

i'm waiting for the girls to finish dolling up, so we can all go to McGraff's to say hi to Leah's boy. Did i mention that this McGraff's is a half-hour drive away? this is crazy.

it's especially crazy because i have homework. i have to read Lost in Place (the entire thing), and who knows what else. but no, i'm sitting here listening to country music and waiting to go to a place that serves flesh. wow.

yeah, this morning i slept through my spanish class by accident (alarm clock went off, i thought i hit "snooze," and apparently i hit "stop")... woke up at 2.15 this afternoon, and thought, "well, fuck. oh well."

i want a hug. dammit, where is that man of mine?

oooh!!! i got a 92% on my math midterm! which is 25% of my grade... i'm glad i didn't know that before i took the test, because i would've panicked... and that helps nobody.

alright, i'm done with this, i think i'm going to go find some Reese's cups... tasty tasty goodness. cheers!

mmm... i love that boy

and down go #s 9, 10, 11, and 12

mmm, mmm, gel capsule goodness.

it's that time again... and where would i be but here?

i'm sure if i opened the window i could hear Kyle playing the didjeridoo over in Hawthorne... funny.

i have even less to say this evening than normal. my apologies.

occasionally, i worry for my roommate. but she's a big girl, and i'm not her mother.

fuck... forgot to do my math homework. eh, i'll do it after spanish. haha, study habits of a champion, for sure.

you know, i might just be able to fall asleep right now... i think i'm going to give it a try. with any luck (and a bit of memory), i'll post tomorrow afternoon with the exciting details of my day thus far. hahaha... right. adios!

now that was a happy anniversary :) ... agreed?

again, here i sit...

it's a quarter to four in the morning, i have a boy passed out in my bed (we were watching a movie and out he went... i didn't have the heart to kick him out), and i have benadryl in my system. so why am i not huddled up under my blanket, sleeping like a norman human being? well, because i am not tired. whoop. sometimes i really hate my body. and it's not even that middle-school "i hate how my body looks" crap. i've given up on hating my appearance. it got old. and so did i.

my body in function, however... we're not on speaking terms. stupid lack of melatonin... i shake my fist in fiery anger at whatever part of my brain isn't making sleep chemicals! that'll show it. i'm sure it's quaking in its little skull. wait- no, that's me shaking my head at myself.

wow, i am insane.

anywho, saturday was fun. slept in until ~3 pm... checked my various emails... kyle showed up at my door, and we watched "Hook" on DVD... it's amazing what you catch with subtitles on. later, we went out, got a pizza from Papa Murphy's, over-cooked it in the crap oven in Hawthorne Hall, and watched some episodes of "Clone Wars" that Jason had on his computer. I, of course, has no fucking idea what was going on, but everybody else did, and besides, i had pizza, so all was well.

then we watched "From Dusk Til Dawn." Fucking crap movie. I seem to be finding these at an extraordinary rate.

I think just taking a shower might've screwed me in the sleep category. Although I am getting a little loopy... maybe i'll go lay down. after i push aside the great sleeping mass that is the love of my life. haha, i love you honey. but you currently are splayed across my entire bed.

that's it, i'm going to sleep. come hell or high water, I will achieve unconsciousness! although i am kind of worried for my roomie... i have no idea where she is... cheers!

happy anniversary baby