cats & tats

Ok, no tats. Sacha's appointment was canceled, but otherwise, it was a perfectly good day for Sach's BIRTHDAY! Happy birthday, girl.

daydreaming

chicago, revisited

mke, in black and white

en route (chicago)

4.22.10

Wake up, breakfast over re-watching South Park's "201"

Treadmillin', shower.

Lunch, then rocking Wii Kung Fu

Ironing, pack.

Walk to celebrate Mother Nature's big day, after dinner R&R.

Now: 30 Rock; finale, Project Runway; Gorillaz on Colbert (!!!); bed.
See you tomorrow, Milwaukee.

it's always better when we're together

I've been home alone. I've had no other interaction. I went out for a walk to see people and those damn Kenyon kids don't even look at you while on the trail. Who does that? So Sierra and I are having some serious hang-out time.

can you hear me, ohio?

The thing I'll miss (eventually) the most about Ohio is, well, Ohio. I love driving out into the middle of nowhere just as the sun sets. There may not be as much to see in Gambier than in some other states, but I'll always hold on to that feeling I have when I'm here.

homesick

I looked out my window on Friday, and saw this:

I started to daydream that the dark clouds were actually small puffs of volcanic ash wandering from Iceland. And thus began my weekend of really missing Iceland. Cue the Sigur Rós and I so badly wished I was back in tiny Reykjavik, wandering through shops filled with glass and little plastic vikings, missing long conversations with locals about elves, and being bundled up in some of Vik's finest wool. I'd like to look out my window and see a waterfall, the ocean, or a puffin. Next summer I'd like to be there -- for good.

texture whore

lost things

so it goes, i can't win

Sometimes you just have to sit down in the grass, look up at the clouds, and think:


Good: Conan O'Brien in November, new Glee, lost 20+ pounds, thinking this Jónsi album really hits the spot, applied to grad school.

Bad: Applied to grad school, still unemployed, summer plans not going as swimmingly as I want them to be, this bastard of a blister on my heel.

Needs to: Chill out, become a professional at Wii skateboarding, find a good outfit to wear my new hat with, learn Italian, talk to out-of-Gambier friends a lot more often.

Dream life: Move to Iceland, marry that sheep farmer, and make/wear sweaters.

doggone weekend (pun intended)

Sierra has been sleeping in my room while we take care of our mouse problem. We watched 30 Rock (if you look closely, you can see the Blue Dude). Then I puppy-sat for the Whites. Erm, we also watched 30 Rock. And then today while cleaning my room, I found Rusty buried under some pillows, so he's joyfully made his return to the bed. And I think I'll watch some more...

Good weekend.

woodland misfits and nighttime blossoms

Aileen, Alison, and I had a fun little photo shoot the other day - my first in a long time. Although being in the woods is really making it hard to convince myself to move to a city. Can I become successful in the middle of Alaska? No? Okay.

who loves the sun?

I've traded my indoor online boggle for spending time outside. It's working out nicely.

happy easter!

PS- It's my mom's birthday, so happy birthday, Mama.

windows to hallways

After watching this music video, I'm obsessed with the idea of making stop movies. Oh yes, you will be seeing a lot of these in the months to come. I had to practice today with my lovely giraffe (who you saw the other day), but I would love to make something more imaginative and fanciful.

ahhh, spring!

The sun is out! It's warm! Spring (summer?) is here!