I have my wishing shoes on and Ashley and I are headed to Marble Slab for our pre-game wishing ice cream. *le sigh* David has not called since I got home. He better just be nervous about the game... I have a paper to finish but the Mav's are coming first tonight ( Read more... )

to the Mavs game. According to my clock, something like three hours and ten minutes. God that is way too far away. I don't think I have been this nervous since the last time I was onstage. Please God let Shaq fall on his face and bust his ugly ogre nose. Let Dwyane Wade trip over a chair. But most importantly, let Jason Terry, Dirk Nowitzki, ( Read more... )

I am watching the Tony's and I have to say that I love actors. I love the enthusiasm and joy with which people of the stage immerse themselves in and revel at accomplishment. It makes me miss the stage...I realize at this moment that I can never leave the stage for good as I had once assumed possible. I may love literature, I may love English, ( Read more... )

Now you can, and might I say it does make you feel good.

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or a scot, or irish, or welsh, or australian, or italian, or french. Anything but american ( Read more... )

This evening as I sat staring into my computer and hopelessly falling deeper into my fascination with and desire for Photoshop I stumbled upon a thought. Are we becoming a generation of self obsessed artists? Rather, is our knowledge of technology and our passion for exploring art through these technological mediums our mark or our downfall? ( Read more... )

it never fails to amuse me the things you will see and sometimes the things you will notice that you've never taken the time to see before ( Read more... )

I saw Ryan today. I was walking to the library and there he was, walking towards the education building and looking as attractive as I remembered. My heart skipped a beat and I felt like I might faint, and then I did what I least expected, I turned around and walked off ( Read more... )

So, I had a group project meeting tonight for my BCM class at the library. As we (the male group leader Corey, the blond volleyball player in little jean shorts Ashley, and myself) are walking out of the library to our cars these two black guys walk by laughing and yelling up a storm. Ashley, who was walking a few steps in front of me, got the ( Read more... )

Today has been glorious, the rain brought in life and love and perfection. I threw my umbrella back in my car and walked to class with the biggest grin, my arms thrown out and face to the sky. What a beautiful day. I suggest you all take hold of this day and sing along with me to the song of the day ( Read more... )