"I am so hip I have difficulty seeing over my pelvis."
strange things happen around here.
I have the greatest roommate of all time. BECAUSE: she had the entire radio series of the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy on CD in her bag. It's now on my computer. friggin' gorgeous! (so said because in return, I'm knitting her a xlormp.)
and college.
I have two thoughts.
1. strange things happen around here
and 2. I AM SO VERY GLAD TO BE WHERE I AM.
perhaps this demands some explanation?
I feel like I should write about either everything or nothing, because only by doing it all or none can I do it justice. but these things have been happening, like walking around bourbon street at two am wearing a boy scout uniform and a miniskirt. like waking up at 6am to find a boy asleep in my room (he fell asleep during a movie the night before in my roommate's bed, leaving her bedless: this wasn't some weird sex thing). like tropical storm IKE with winds, very talented breezes that blow off your hat with a sneer.
my chemistry class reminded me so much of vogon poetry that I borrowed miranda's hitchhiker's guide. I feel like I should have known that these things were coming from the minute I saw Rose in the elevator with that Dalek, but maybe I'm not so farsighted as I ought to be. the whole reason that that particular scene is applicable is because my initial reaction is the same: strange things go on around here.