the house that guilt built
i went to the pool and laid by myself. the furniture is all very sixties-inspired (if not actually from the sixties, which is very likely). there are dolphin figurines scattered throughout the pool area. there are chairs that have two panels on the side, to help aid the u.v. rays in reaching your side-skin. they are yellow. my big gramma sunglasses and leave-absolutely-everything-to-the-imagination-at-all-costs bathing suit fit right in with the decor.
i felt very much at that moment like those shots in movies where you see me, looking up (pale skin sizzling in the sun, bright pink bathing suit, silly sunglasses) and a sudden zoom out and out and out until i was only a pink speck, next to a giant blue speck. okay, honestly, i felt like i was in a wes anderson movie, with the colors and my ipod playing good music and the way in which i was taking in all the silliness so seriously and participating in it whole-heartedly. the fact that one could see irony in my attire never occurred to me...and it was completely unintentional.
i thought about a lot of things and listened to some of my favorite summer-sun cds. i wished everyone was there with me and that no one could be awkward with anyone else, and everyone loved eachother because i demanded it. it is MY imagination, afterall.
i did get a little sunburned.
last night, i made two of my housemates, andrea and stacie, some delicious mexican food. i made my delicious guacamole (which, apparently, half of wall, sodak, is addicted to) and some pseudo-quesadillas, with corn and tomatoes and etc. we watched our very first two movies from netflix--ellen degeneres live and shopgirl. we still have one more--transamerica. (we started shopping inexplicably in the gayandlesbian section of the website.).
i think i might walk the threehundred feet to the walldrug cafe (which everyone here says weird. they emphasize the "ah" instead of the "ey") to redeem my veggieburger basket meal that i got because our dorm won the dorm inspection for this week.
i felt very much at that moment like those shots in movies where you see me, looking up (pale skin sizzling in the sun, bright pink bathing suit, silly sunglasses) and a sudden zoom out and out and out until i was only a pink speck, next to a giant blue speck. okay, honestly, i felt like i was in a wes anderson movie, with the colors and my ipod playing good music and the way in which i was taking in all the silliness so seriously and participating in it whole-heartedly. the fact that one could see irony in my attire never occurred to me...and it was completely unintentional.
i thought about a lot of things and listened to some of my favorite summer-sun cds. i wished everyone was there with me and that no one could be awkward with anyone else, and everyone loved eachother because i demanded it. it is MY imagination, afterall.
i did get a little sunburned.
last night, i made two of my housemates, andrea and stacie, some delicious mexican food. i made my delicious guacamole (which, apparently, half of wall, sodak, is addicted to) and some pseudo-quesadillas, with corn and tomatoes and etc. we watched our very first two movies from netflix--ellen degeneres live and shopgirl. we still have one more--transamerica. (we started shopping inexplicably in the gayandlesbian section of the website.).
i think i might walk the threehundred feet to the walldrug cafe (which everyone here says weird. they emphasize the "ah" instead of the "ey") to redeem my veggieburger basket meal that i got because our dorm won the dorm inspection for this week.