Yes, four college students inside a plastic dinosaur

Oct 02, 2005 22:55

crushes are lame... but I'm over it. ... mostly?

I've had these ballet shoes on for way too long. They've formed to my feet.

YUM

Dear girl in the maternity sweater, let's strap on our sweat bands and go for an adventure walk, but of course we should bring a backpack with food, flashlights, books to read, and paint so we can paint on the world. And that can be the beginning of the DPS.

I want to publicly thank Hayley for being so helpful. She scrubbed the kitchen floor today as well as doing other cleanly things. If I had a troop of little ballerinas in pink tutus at hand I would have them curtsy for her and then bring her onto the stage and give her a bouquet of lilies and snow drops. She's a wonderful friend, and roommate and housemate!

I want to choreograph a ballet, but I need to simplify my eccentric and large scale ideas and try and decide on some more rudimentary plans for dance company. I'm reading an autobiography of a dancer right now and I love it. I can relate to her personality in ways i wasn't expecting in a book about a ballerina.

I think being a doctor of herbal medicine would be pretty cool. I also think it would be pretty cool to get trained in outdoor leadership so I could utilize nature with more understanding of it for adventures and quests to find the torquoise turtle with the dragon fly wings.

Yesterday I climbed up the AXP wall, across that mountain, up the rocky overgrown and mossy face and side of another, and down it bush-whacking (as brad calls it) for much of the time.
We ended our journey again sitting inside a plastic dinosaur.

I enjoyed being one of the guys again

without ballet slippers, my feet are cold.
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