How are you?
Sigh. I miss Cary.
I have a pair of little baby cacti starting to grow, and that's exciting. And the babies Katrina gave me suddenly seem so much bigger than they used to. It really is like magic. Mm, and grass is growing and all the standard things that I am happy about in the spring (really, I shouldn't just refer to them as "the standard things" 'cause they're genuinely pretty darned neat, but I figure you all know what I'm talking about by now) and I still have clean laundry. I am excited (though also maybe a little bit nervous) about the prospect of making a book. I'm kind of (today, anyway) - not exactly doubtful, but definitely aware that it's not certain, anyway - this regarding my getting into Nanzan (and thus being able maybe to major in Japanese) and wow, that was definitely one of my less intelligible sentences in recent memory. Also I am feeling tired and headachey and generally discontent, which I will blame on the weather (I wrong the weather; it's doing the best it can, I imagine). And the words I'm using feel not quite right today - it sounds like I'm unhappy, and that's not really true, I think, but I can't find the words that I really want.
I like words. And consonants. And vowels, for that matter (they're hott).
I have a pair of little baby cacti starting to grow, and that's exciting. And the babies Katrina gave me suddenly seem so much bigger than they used to. It really is like magic. Mm, and grass is growing and all the standard things that I am happy about in the spring (really, I shouldn't just refer to them as "the standard things" 'cause they're genuinely pretty darned neat, but I figure you all know what I'm talking about by now) and I still have clean laundry. I am excited (though also maybe a little bit nervous) about the prospect of making a book. I'm kind of (today, anyway) - not exactly doubtful, but definitely aware that it's not certain, anyway - this regarding my getting into Nanzan (and thus being able maybe to major in Japanese) and wow, that was definitely one of my less intelligible sentences in recent memory. Also I am feeling tired and headachey and generally discontent, which I will blame on the weather (I wrong the weather; it's doing the best it can, I imagine). And the words I'm using feel not quite right today - it sounds like I'm unhappy, and that's not really true, I think, but I can't find the words that I really want.
I like words. And consonants. And vowels, for that matter (they're hott).