( sunday morning )

Post a memory of me.
It can be anything you want, it can be good or bad,
just so long as it happened.

Then post this to your journal. See what people remember about you.

( it's like an episode of wild and crazy kids out there )

I woke up this morning to weather of white-out preportions so I called my professors and have since been absorbed in my down comforter. Mr. Zappa and I have been spending some quality time together and I've ruled out showering as a possibility. In this snow storm I am my own best company.

I woke up this morning to my mother foisting a pink card in my direction. Valentines Day is not to be forgotten, or so it seems. She's still having trouble thinking of something to do (well, she said "something to get") with her boyfriend so I coached her for a few minutes on living sustainably, symbolism, and the things she could do with a little ( Read more... )

I went to the library today and picked up one of many Frank Zappa biographies and a memoir entitled, "Another Bullshit Night in Suck City," which looks extremely promising. I've been skeptical of memoirs since my Sedaris experience. I am forever jaded ( Read more... )

( Volcano )

I stopped in to see the Chloester this afternoon. No real reason, just because. She wanted to play American Idol because she had "written a song" that day. I only put that in quotes because I don't think she really wrote anything down. It was damn good, and not only for a 7-year-old. She's got a great sense of vibrato and her song structure was ( Read more... )

Tonight, after driving for about ten miles, I noticed a piece of paper under one of my windshield wiper blades and pulled over (assuming it was a parking ticket) to nab it ( Read more... )

A Very Merry(n) Un-Birthday to ME!In observation of this most prestigous holiday I have bought myself grapes and a new book. I have also set aside a whole 2 hours to sit in bed and watch Sopranos ( Read more... )

On my way to school this 8am I was watching the guy in the car behind me positively rock-out to whatever he had playing and I have to tell you, I was curious. I mean, to be that jazzed about 8am you HAVE to be listening to something better than I am. Have to ( Read more... )