pet peeve

Why you gotta take up the entire belt for your groceries that can fit in 16" of it? And then dilly-dally and get distracted by going on and on to the clerk about the recent Britains Got Talent phenomenon Susan Boyle, kinda ruining that good moment for me. And I like(d) her too. Eegads, singing from Les Mis? I got tears. Well, almost.

This woman was clueless as to grocery check-out etiquette. And all I wanted to do was get home and eat my chips and drink my beers already. Stupidhead.

remember these?

Mark I know you must. I think I even remember that exact air fern bag they came in. Mom got these from her students at some point and I think we even had one in a magnetic pot on the fridge for a while, which looked similar to this.

This is my new mission: purchase and remember the days of yore.

a musical in real life

I've always wanted this to happen. I think the next one should be a song from Newsies.

some lines i like from this book i'm reading

"Memory is part of the present. It builds us up inside; it knits our bones to our muscles and keeps our heart pumping. It is memory that reminds our bodies to work, and memory that reminds our spirits to work, too: it keeps us who we are. It is the influence that keeps us from flying off into separate pieces..."

That's from page 211 in this-->



(my spirit needs reminding.)

the storm is coming!

If you have 21 minutes to spare, you should watch this as you'll giggle and roll your eyes and remember the days when you had cable.

And if you have one minute to spare watch this and start at 50 seconds in:

needed it. now i'm sharing it.

I came over here without a camera and already have wanted to take multiple multiple pictures. All I have is my lousy camera on my phone, but I'm sharing the glory in all its sad-quality crappiness anyway.

I've been so stressed with school lately that I haven't been able to see beyond my front door, hypothetical or literal. So coming over here and breathing fresh ocean air and feeling sand between my toes and swinging on the swings with just myself and my thoughts (and my high-quality blackberry camera) was so refreshing and the good kind of overwhelming I had a couple tears.

Also, and I'll just throw this out there, with breaks from the waking life in mind and memories of europe and seattle and good music and good people, I miss you brother.

And friends, I think we should all be together soon. Hang outs are in order.