My digital mind is hunting for you.
Finally... some rain. I moved here expecting grey skies and have somehow arrived during one of the 'better' winters. Oh well... I'm looking forward to the spring and summer here. Good times await including camping (for the first time), trains, and a variety of other distractions.
The past few weeks have felt somewhat mundane even though good things are happening. I've moved to the top floor of the Zhouse (almost 40'x20' of open floor space, tall angled ceilings, hardwoods, etc.), dyed my hair blue, hosted Bobsaway / persuaded him to move here, filled a roommate's car/room with balloons for her birthday, thrown a fake birthday party for another on top of running Monday movie night (a tradition which began with the new year), making/eating lots of delicious foods (last night was pasta salad w/ ciabatta sandwiches and avocado spread) and a dozen other things I can't think of at the moment.
I started writing about a bunch of nostalgic bullshit (late night drives down twisty roads while fueled by iced Mojo, the joy of iced mochas from the random coffeeshop located in Dell RR8, weeks of Dance Freaks and busting Gentoo) but I think that's a waste of time right now. There's a lot more to look forward to than to look back on at the moment so that's the end of that thought.
'As bad as it gets, you can always eject (but the passengers, they'll all go down).
Seems strange you'd go that far. For some it just gets easier.'
Blue States, Ten Shades
The past few weeks have felt somewhat mundane even though good things are happening. I've moved to the top floor of the Zhouse (almost 40'x20' of open floor space, tall angled ceilings, hardwoods, etc.), dyed my hair blue, hosted Bobsaway / persuaded him to move here, filled a roommate's car/room with balloons for her birthday, thrown a fake birthday party for another on top of running Monday movie night (a tradition which began with the new year), making/eating lots of delicious foods (last night was pasta salad w/ ciabatta sandwiches and avocado spread) and a dozen other things I can't think of at the moment.
I started writing about a bunch of nostalgic bullshit (late night drives down twisty roads while fueled by iced Mojo, the joy of iced mochas from the random coffeeshop located in Dell RR8, weeks of Dance Freaks and busting Gentoo) but I think that's a waste of time right now. There's a lot more to look forward to than to look back on at the moment so that's the end of that thought.
'As bad as it gets, you can always eject (but the passengers, they'll all go down).
Seems strange you'd go that far. For some it just gets easier.'
Blue States, Ten Shades