such a classic waste of cool
I think I have an aversion to livejournal because I associate it with more emotionally intense times. I'll get over it.
I'm going through a phase. It's very anti-emotion, anti-introspection. I guess technically this is introspection. But it's not ooey gooey and that's the important part. Part of this I think has to do with a 4 day/wk internship I'm doing at a domestic violence shelter this semester. So maybe the phase is a self-preservation type thing.
Webb flew from D.C. to Ohio to stay with John Paul for the weekend. They're out somewhere talking to random people about Obama. Webb has done this in two other states already. I think it'd be a great experience and I admire the Webbs in this world, but the idea of approaching random people to talk about my favorite candidate scares me a little.
The floor in my room isn't carpet so it gets really cold. I have on two pairs of fuzzy socks and the bottom of my feet are still numb.
I bought a $600 elliptical machine from amazon.com over the holidays. It was consumer report's best buy and a really good deal. But because I'm living at home and have plenty of room, I didn't pay too much attention to its dimensions before purchasing. Woopsie! It's as long and tall as me. That's a big elliptical machine. But it sure is sturdy. I love it. Just don't know what'll happen when I move...
I have a weird cat named Sidney. We got her when I was in high school. Eric and I went to buy a hamster but came back with a cat. She's the second oldest of all "my" cats. The first was Simon-King-of-all-Kitties but he died. The oldest now is Abbey who became wild after she ran away at the farm but was re-introduced into civilization and now lives with JJ, Sonny, and Gray (a cat I had nothing to do with). Abbey is pretty weird too. But Sidney, she's less than half the size of Chuck. Maybe closer to a fourth. When I pick her up, she feels like a hollow cat shaped piece of fur. But she's sweet. Just a little weird, that's all.
I'm going through a phase. It's very anti-emotion, anti-introspection. I guess technically this is introspection. But it's not ooey gooey and that's the important part. Part of this I think has to do with a 4 day/wk internship I'm doing at a domestic violence shelter this semester. So maybe the phase is a self-preservation type thing.
Webb flew from D.C. to Ohio to stay with John Paul for the weekend. They're out somewhere talking to random people about Obama. Webb has done this in two other states already. I think it'd be a great experience and I admire the Webbs in this world, but the idea of approaching random people to talk about my favorite candidate scares me a little.
The floor in my room isn't carpet so it gets really cold. I have on two pairs of fuzzy socks and the bottom of my feet are still numb.
I bought a $600 elliptical machine from amazon.com over the holidays. It was consumer report's best buy and a really good deal. But because I'm living at home and have plenty of room, I didn't pay too much attention to its dimensions before purchasing. Woopsie! It's as long and tall as me. That's a big elliptical machine. But it sure is sturdy. I love it. Just don't know what'll happen when I move...
I have a weird cat named Sidney. We got her when I was in high school. Eric and I went to buy a hamster but came back with a cat. She's the second oldest of all "my" cats. The first was Simon-King-of-all-Kitties but he died. The oldest now is Abbey who became wild after she ran away at the farm but was re-introduced into civilization and now lives with JJ, Sonny, and Gray (a cat I had nothing to do with). Abbey is pretty weird too. But Sidney, she's less than half the size of Chuck. Maybe closer to a fourth. When I pick her up, she feels like a hollow cat shaped piece of fur. But she's sweet. Just a little weird, that's all.