ipod disaster
a catastrphic occurance to start the day off right. urges to share mass amounts of music backfires. all music on oliver my ipod erased. goodbye to three thousand songs. after choking back tears i filled my ipod with what songs i have on my computer at work.. four hundred and twenty songs later i still feel like my soul is empty. i'm a musical void, my ipod an mp3 blackhole. yes.
shooting stars, about fifteen of them.. an adventure to pinnacle mountain to watch the sky with boy friends last night around midnight. a good smoke and lots of blankets made for a smashing good time.
also this semester is over.. in addition to the semester's ending, an A on my film as lit term paper makes me fill with joy. much celebrating to come. undergraduate assistant in the ceramics studio next semester. if only my ceramics professor weren't so hot.. oh wait, if only she weren't so straight!
it feels awesomely good to be done with the semester. i've already started on the growing pile of books i haven't had time to read. oh the joy of hiding in my bed with a good non-textbook.
shooting stars, about fifteen of them.. an adventure to pinnacle mountain to watch the sky with boy friends last night around midnight. a good smoke and lots of blankets made for a smashing good time.
also this semester is over.. in addition to the semester's ending, an A on my film as lit term paper makes me fill with joy. much celebrating to come. undergraduate assistant in the ceramics studio next semester. if only my ceramics professor weren't so hot.. oh wait, if only she weren't so straight!
it feels awesomely good to be done with the semester. i've already started on the growing pile of books i haven't had time to read. oh the joy of hiding in my bed with a good non-textbook.