Hmmm...I guess I forgot I had this blog. Interesting.
Well, my current location is my bedroom in Reed Hall, which if you haven't heard is going to be returning to a female dorm when the new South Hall Complex is finished. Reed is gender-confused and can't make up it's mind, oh well, let's just hope for the girls' sakes that the odors leave with the Y-chromosomes.
In addition to being in my room, I am on my couch, which happens to be a lovely, brown sectional that will most likely serve as my bed the next year.
Death Cab for Cutie's "Transatlanticism" just got over, so I'm going to switch to something else. I can't sleep yet, even though I'm pretty much exhausted, because Laura Balke is coming to Marion and she is going to cut my hair in approximately twenty minutes.
The things I do to save money and see friends.
Now playing: The Decemberists, "The Crane Wife."
One week left of work then off to South Dakota with Kirsten. She's going to meet the parents, the sister, the grandparents, an aunt and uncle, and a few cousins. Exciting? Yes! A little nerve-wracking? You bet! But still exciting? Aboslutely! I can't wait.
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Then a man pours outward, a torrent of him, and yet he is not diminished.
"Sometimes a kind of glory lights up the mind of a man. It happens to nearly everyone. You can feel it growing or preparing like a fuse burning toward dynamite. It is a feeling in the stomach, a delight of the nerves, of the forearms. The skin tastes the air, and every deep-drawn breath is sweet." ~John Steinbeck, East of Eden
