a meaningful conversation....just to say I told you so someday.

me: you know....i've been wondering for years now when we will undergo a social reform
hmmm
and it seems as though it's on our doorstep
like prohibition

rob: YEAH
i was wondering that too

me: we got upset about all our travesties and such

rob: i think you are right
its like ready to errupt
i totally agree
exactly

Michelle, ma belle

Wow.

I finally watched Michelle's speech from the other night (I fell asleep the first time around). It was very moving. I don't think I've ever actually sat through an entire political speech. I tried watching the last State of the Union Address last year. God, that was awful.

Michelle is so graceful, and eloquent...it's true that behind every great man, there is a great woman. If you read his book, you'll know what I mean. It's amazing that someone has finally stepped forward to say "I have faith in this country and I am proud of what we can do." I have never felt so incredibly inspired by anyone....any normal person.

Go on.....watch it again.

http://www.barackobama.com/tv/

Celebrate normalcy and values!!!!!!!!

and delicious burritos!

I know everything sucks, yeah

First....I am at Fresh Side and BOY is it delicious. This is my Pad Thai!

Hello world!

So I drove into my supervisor today while he was on his run (not quite literally...I was driving, he was running...you understand.) and we got talking, as two people are completely apt to do. I told him I have already started student teaching although, yes, I know my contract doesn't start until next week. It's completely fine, as long as I don't slip up, because I am not covered by any insurance with the university and only I am liable. Oh dear. I mean, it's fine because I'm not doing any teaching this week so I technically can't do anything wrong.

But here's the sticker: I feel as though I am doing everything wrong lately. That's bolded for a reason! It goes beyond my normal insecurities....I don't think getting up at 4:30 AM to go for a run is the right thing to do. I don't know if what I feel inside of me is right, and I don't know who to ask for the answer. Plus, I don't think I'll like the answer. Because I know the answer. I fear for my future regrets, and I fear tomorrow. I fear the answer, and I fear the mere thought of contemplating the answer. I hate doing it, and so much of me knows what I must do. It really feels like the whole world is against me for a reason I still cannot seem to fathom. Karma, schmarma. I just want my fucking life back.

In other news, HAPPY DNC WEEK everybody!!! It's going to be a great few days!

More pictures...because I am too tired to write.

this is our fabulous quintet at the HIGHLAND SLEEPOVER.....or one of them anyway...




a baby newt, also known as a Red Eft! Saw on a hike with Dustin. Delightful!

















Candid shot of one of our coachingzzzzz












Equinox pond with Dustin.
















Dude jumping from quarry!

Pictures!

My bed. Large and in charge.

...A sign....it must mean something...

Rachel, my lovely cello roommate! I don't know who the person is though.

God's Fish

An 80's party already? Well, yeah...

Me, fwoosh!

a country road in the country

Ben juggles. Wow!


Ben and I climbed a mountain. 3 miles and 3 hours later, we made it to the top! Boo to cardiovascular health.

This is our house!

Manchester England, England...

I guess I am truly a social creature, whether I like it or not.

My roommates are cool, my wind quintet is cool, I still hate practicing, I am lonely, I am lonely, I am lonely.

and I still don't know what to say.

< / sad > please?

Where does the good go?

I always try this thing where I make some intelligent topic or quote or something to head the post. But I really can't. Mostly because I never have anything coherent to say, and then when it comes out it's all wrong and just not what I meant to say in the first place.

Ring around the truth, pocket full of ... fooooth

Why am I so unmotivated to do the right thing? It's right!

I can't say what is right, because it feels wrong. Damn.

What a paradox.