flightless bird, american mouth

no real post, just real AWESOMENESS

Ninja Parade Slips Through Town Unnoticed Once Again

some pictures

so... i went to pismo beach for a football tournament and we OWNED and they drew an enormous unibrow on me. i also have some savage bruises, but no pictures of them

we had a halloween party, i was robin boy wonder. note: they were the doctors from nip/tuck which is a pretty gratuitous show, to say the least (to quote myself/myself as robin: "holy gratuitous nudity, batman! I love our halloween party!")

and now i'm going to bed.

peace beneath the city

school's better. I think. Sun-Wed nights I stay up until 2 or 3 usually, then everything's due on Thursday, then I can sleep on the weekends usually. It's not a great rhythm, but it's a rhythm none the less. this week: mechop midterm, econ quiz, design project report, programming midterm due, and our halloween party (somehow don't think I'll have time to get a costume... shucks)

lookin through the window

school is suffocating me.

and my guitar class should be so much fun, except since I like learning songs I can sing, and subsequently singing them (but not for other peoples... except you. someday i'll record and post a few), my guitar teacher said I should write stuff. 5-7 songs stuff. um... w.t.f.?

I wrote a little song last week and I thought it was OK. and I brought it in and he picked it apart and I was so uncomfortable the entire time. I know he's a producer, so that's what he does. But like... if I were in any way talented with creating music, wouldn't I have written something by now? I don't like practicing when I have to come up with something new, plus it's a lot of work and time I don't have (this is my break. I should head over to the library but... don't want to bike this late.) so now not even guitar is fun (and we have a yoga midterm this week... barf). and he expects me to work on the old one (still no name) and write a new one (also no name... or song). ahhhhhhhhhh.............

luckily, I've been listening to Jackson 5 all week; and if I just deny the craziness that is michael jackson now, I can enjoy it and believe in the beauty of life again. thanksgiving truly cannot come quickly enough (or christmas break for that matter)

scientists seeking natural habitat

on monday night I decided "to heck with you homework!" and went to bed at 11. which is very early for me. And since I don't have class until 10 on Tuesdays, I slept until 9. Which is 10 hours of sleep. which is about twice my normal amount. it was crazy.

I went to yoga tuesday morning and while we were doing bends, etc. I was completely unabashedly and uncontrollably in love with my body. It was like 40 minutes of unmitigated bliss. I would bend over and think, "HOLY MOLY... TOES" and just wanted to snuggle up on my mat and enjoy the day and the sunshine and the love that surrounds me.

I told kristin about this later and she said I must be ovulating, because she read a study that strippers earn 30% more during ovulation. college truly is the convergence of minds.


p.s. sorry if that grosses you out.
p.p.s. stop being so prude.

casimir pulaski day II

I have a programming class. It is horrible. And part of me loves the professor who is super nice and keeps a tea stash in his office. and part of me thinks, "if you were actually a good lecturer, not the incomprehensible whatever you're doing now, I wouldn't have to email you or come to your office hours every day to understand this." what to do... oh yeah, spend every waking hour in the lab working on these programs. i guess it's worked out so far?

I'm going to Indiana this weekend- yay!