i am never online these days.

it appears i have obtained somewhat of a social life, and the internet gets on my nerves.

i have realized i much prefer real life situations than spending hours sitting with my lappy.

the exciting real life things i have done this week:

i ate lots of yummy international food

my car now has new tires and i don't fear my life on the freeway

i am kicking ass and taking names in bio and doing alright in math which is quite a feat

i read

i took naps

i probably sneeze every few minutes due to my intense allergies that seem to worsen by the day

i discovered a bumper sticker on my car that reads, "i love pork tacos"


pleasure in the simple things people.

(e:hodown)'s flight gets in in an hour. i will be the dutiful one to pick her up, even though no one im my family(ahem) evers takes or picks me up from the airport.

wait, i take that back. whenever i go to see the (e:hodown) i get a pretty sweet ride in a town car, or she gives me cab money. so that jab is solely for the momma ho who refuses any sort of ride or pick up from the airport on most occasions.

i am upset with (e:hodown) though, her septic tonsil nastiness has struck again, and she has strep throat. i will give up my room and bed and sleep in our cavern of a guest area to be woken up at 6 am every morning by noises of the coffee grinder and or the sun.

i told the (e:hodown) i am available to nurse her back to health when she has her tonsils taken out which was recommended by the doctor many a year ago. she is noncompliant, but i love her anyway.

i am now going to display tough love, because coming rights from the words of my sister, "i only feel bad for you if you were a child soldier or locked in a basement for 7 years." - something like that but you get the idea.

I am hungover from 3 drinks. I feel old. Or maybe drinking is just not for me anymore. It makes me so sleepy and I have an awful headache. I.suppose its way healthier and I won't have to worry about the extra calories. It was bound to happen because I feel like I always wanted to drink in blo but not so much here.

the more confusing men become and the less confusing math is.


with math, once you get it you can check your answers, and it makes sense.

just because i think we love each other. or because i love her!

i feel i have a knack for picking out any book thats ends up with a horrible ending or some sort of awful part in between.

i choose this current book based on the fact that is was supposed to be:

a. an easy read
b. one with a happy ending
c. one that is suitable for passing time during work breaks, before bed, and just whenever

what do i get? the main character has cancer stage 3. i know she is going to die because when i found out i skipped forward a bit and sure enough, she dies.

i think i have to decided to just end the book the way i choose instead of reading the rest since every time i pick it up now i am irritated.

i feel like this is sacrilegious but i don't care, because i am angry.

the new book i am currently reading is the sequel to chocolat which seems way more my speed because the movie was so great, and i love chocolate, and i have prepared myself for possible doom although i think it will have a clever and somewhat happy ending, or just leave it open for another book to follow.

i was so eager to come home, and now i really miss not so much the blo, but the peeps.

(e:pmt) of course! and the baby so much!!! i don't even really like baby babies, the kind that only sleep and poop but i love that baby so much. and i don't really love other babies, i mean some of them are ok, but that baby, baby zooey i love so much. it's amazing how at ease i felt with her and content...

i do not however want a baby for myself, i just wish she was closer.

i also bombed my math exam this week, so say goodbye to my solid B average. i hate logs, i really really do.

i have another research project due for bio and of course it's round two of the dreaded group assignment, and i find myself liking (e:jame)'s advice more and more; just do the whole thing myself so we get a better grade.

i also have a mandatory work training session entitled, "Culture Club", something or other, those four hours will be spent singing karma chameleon over and over in my head, which is actually not sooo bad because it's such a great song and who doesn't love boy george?

i think i have lost a friend to her bf, which always seems to happen because women are lame and flock to men. i mean, im happy for her, but this means goodbye to my fun times friend and i need a new one.
not that i am anti- boyfriend, but it's been so long since i had one that it will really have to take someone special to turn me over to the dark side. plus, i am so not into having to answer to anyone. well, that's a lie because i'm pretty sure i answer to my mother...

also, speaking of which, i am now being forced to become a golfer, which many people seem to think is a great idea, and it sounds awful to me but (e:hodown) made a few goods points:

rich people play-maybe even some d list celebs

you can have drinks

you can have fashion

green grass and landscaping are pretty

if you live in az you have to play

being a golfer puts you in a good spot in the business world(but i am not in the business world)

and my personal fav:

the golf cart.

so this week i am determined to hike 3 times, get back on my math track, and become an expert on the cactus wren. and, mayyyyyyyybe hit a golf ball.

ever since i came cam from the blo i have been having the worst allergies.

it has come to a peak today when i woke up having trouble breathing this morning, so i took some claritin.

sometimes i wonder if that stuff even works, because right now my allergies are way worse than before.

i did just go on a hike though, and i think it may be allergy season here. anyway it made the hike really hard, that and the sun beating down. but at least i have forced myself to exercise this week.

i went and bought the balance ball complete with fake "bring it" lady workout video. me and the ball are gonna be bff.

now all i can think about is nappy time before i do some serious math studying.

i can't believe how much i already miss sweet little baby zooey(zoey). i need my baby love. :(

(e:hodown) has arrived safely! the real cractivation begins nows.


i always like to ask her about the new trend in NYC and she told me the hipsters there are lovin the "slanties".

picture below.




wtf? the hipsters have taken it too far this time.


i am now going to continue with my day and pretend i don't know these exist.