I'm too excited to sleep.  We're leaving for Charleston today.  I'm excited that my mother will finally see the campus.  I found out yesterday that I got into McAlister.  I danced around the house for like 10 mins.  It was a good day.  I'll be back on Saturday.

I don't really like ceiling fans.  There is one in the next room.  The air it displaces causes the plant on the coffee table to shift leaves... and it sounds freakishly similar to the noise my phone makes when its on vibrate.  So, about every 15 seconds, I am subjected to this panicking reaction that I get every time I am about to miss a call, ( Read more... )

It's a quiet day.

A good day for an icecream cone alone-

eating it while thinking of nothing at all.

My heart sucks.  Today I had the first full-blown 'episode' that I've had in several months.  It lasted about 20 minutes and I debated getting someone to take me to the ER.  But I didn't.  I like the 'if you ignore something long enough it will go away' approach to dealing with problems.  Probably not healthy.

I've decided that the summary-of-the- ( Read more... )

In honor of the things that don't love me, I've decided to make a list of things that I don't love either-

1. pool bathrooms
2. snap judgements
3. the fact that I can't open my mom's front door with my left hand- it's weird
4. when abby and buddy stink
5. t-shirts that are too small and don't stretch correctly

So I'm finally getting the backlash for the housing situation.  I knew it would come.  There is collective anger at me and confusion as to why I would not want to room with someone who has been one of my best friends since middle school.  In my mind, that's exactly why.  I'd like to keep her as my friend- I know I would not be able to deal with ( Read more... )

Ew.  What a day-

Let's not repeat it.

Okay.

Omigosh omigosh omigosh.  I will start at the beginning.

I decided  to go visit Chris because he bought a house and he finally has his rare book business set up here, instead of Chattanooga.  He has about 30,000 books in rows and rows of shelves in his basement.  It was heaven.  In the time it took him to pull the orders for the day, I had only ( Read more... )

Let's see.

A few nights ago Grant called me at about 5.  His sister was supposed to go with him to the ballet performance by his former company, but she had basketball practice, so he called me because it's been tradition for about the past 3 years that I go with him to all dance performance functions.  I was ready in 10 minutes.  I don't think I ( Read more... )

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