nothing in my life ever came with a guarantee
i dreamed that i had just gotten up, and KT was rushing out the door to go to church. this normally isn't panic-inducing event (i do love me some catholics), but what happened was that i opened my closet door, and there wasn't anything in it. instead, there was a camera that kept going off, and i screamed b/c i felt that my privacy had been violated, and no one came and i felt quite scared and abandoned. and so i woke up with my heart pounding and thinking "no one loves me! not even KT! she went to church instead of rescuing me from the peeping tom camera!"
of course this was silly, and i got over it. cept i still have this worrying little hurt near the heart region, which i hope is not an indicator of heart disease or similar.
it's been a busy semester so far, haven't had a whole lot of down time. been doing a lot of painting, a lot of reading, that sort of thing. you know, college-y things. although i think i spent an impressive amount of time in front of the TV this weekend, what with movies and the olympics opening ceremony and CSI. last night was a lot of fun though, FASA def put on a great show (not to mention excellent, excellent food, which i may or may not have walked out with two full plates of [ahem]...i swear, buffet owners must hate asians).
and now, it's time to go to seth's apartment for a home-cooked meal! hurrah!
of course this was silly, and i got over it. cept i still have this worrying little hurt near the heart region, which i hope is not an indicator of heart disease or similar.
it's been a busy semester so far, haven't had a whole lot of down time. been doing a lot of painting, a lot of reading, that sort of thing. you know, college-y things. although i think i spent an impressive amount of time in front of the TV this weekend, what with movies and the olympics opening ceremony and CSI. last night was a lot of fun though, FASA def put on a great show (not to mention excellent, excellent food, which i may or may not have walked out with two full plates of [ahem]...i swear, buffet owners must hate asians).
and now, it's time to go to seth's apartment for a home-cooked meal! hurrah!