Stayed up late last night watching and geeking about Supernatural with virtualschmelz and Surly. Got some good, solid sleep--so solid that i didn't know the cat was standing on me until she stuck her nose into my eye--and then woke to a piece on NPR about Second LifeToday's plans include seeing people and watching the IU-O. State game. Interestingly enough, the ( Read more... )

...because it seems like a really good idea.

Ten things that make me very happy:

1. Food on a grill. Even rewarmed in a microwave, there's nothing better than a good, goopy, grilled cheeseburger. Except maybe a good marinated chicken breast. Or maybe a well-rubbed pork chop. Or some portabello mushrooms. Or corn on the cob. Or...

2. Autumn. The ( Read more... )

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I feel a bit like a tree, lately. Rooted, bending, watching the weather go by.

But that could be the 3 hours of sleep talking.

Last night i got so tired i couldn't sit up anymore and only then picked a rather dumb fight with Surly (who handled it with his usual grace, calm and aplomb--he's far too good to me). And it pretty much all stemmed from stress and absolute, utter exhaustion, a good chunk of which was erased with a good eight or nine hours of sleep ( Read more... )

How do i love Thee?

( Let me count the ways. )

I was driving back from studying at Waffle House today, brain all leaky from trying to remember everything, and thinking that i (and perhaps the whole world) needed a Tiny Dancer moment, a la Almost Famous.

Then i got home and got one.

For my next study break, 8 Things.

But for now...more studying. And maybe trying to track down an mp3 of Tiny

Dreamt last night about taking Izabella (the cat) to the grocery store with me, with no concept of the notion that the store wouldn't want her there but knowing i shouldn't have her out and flaunted; in the dream, i was wearing a long coat or perhaps (gasp) a skirt and she spent the whole time twined around my legs or held in my arms. I woke up ( Read more... )

I am at my happiest when driving a boat, with the wind moving through my hair.

(Thanks again, Jer.)

So, i promised this to Dano over a month ago. (Whoops--sorry about that. In my defense, that was finals week, followed pretty immediately by a busy six-week class...but still, i should have gotten to this sooner.)

I mean that to be in a relationship with God is to be loved purely and furiously. And a person who thinks himself unlovable cannot be ( Read more... )