halloween pix are cute. this is the cutest.
don’t try to be cuter than truck. it’s hopeless.
seriously. we took him to a contest and he won. he paid for dinner. beat out a dog dressed like a bumblebee, and another like a lobster. there was a chubby bulldog in a tutu and tiara. no way.
he’s a shark.
duh.
i hurt my foot.
famous for ALMOST falling a lot, but ACTUALLY falling almost never, friday i didn’t make it down the last four steps on campus, and i did a bit of a split. it actually came off as rather graceful, except for the ankle turning in a way it shouldn’t.
it happened near the gym, so i hobbled over, thinking that there had to be someone to handle things like twisted ankles there, of all places.
when asked, i was told that i should head to the healthcare center. across campus.
i find this odd and rather impractical. those that might hurt their ankles or otherwise injure themselves in the gym must then walk on their injury across campus?
i made it through the day, and the doctor has now seen my horribly black and blue foot. maybe, if you’re lucky, soon so will you. cause it’s worth documenting, i think.
i am sad, though, that my most intense and gruesome injury (i wear a brace and limp, and could basically get away with a pimp cane if they weren’t so darn expensive) isn’t sports-related at all.
“i fell down the stairs,” i tell people, and wait for them to accuse b. of awful things.
as i get up to head to class, and i scrape together shell of my hard-boiled egg, i wonder to myself–if i left it here, what sort of horrifying signal i would be sending to the birds?
happy halloween.
the sky was blue as it can get here today. the sun shined all day. it was warm and beautiful, and basically not like anyone would imagine a halloween day to be.
unless one were from los angeles.
yep. today, texas disguised itself as los angeles.
it was nice.
a friend came to visit austin. not for me or anything, he had official moviemaking business. but i live here too, so time was spent together. he’s a swell bowler. etc.
anyway, as we sat across from each other, i was so glad to see him. i wanted to ask him so many things. or rather, i didn’t know what to ask him, but i wanted him to tell me many things. i wanted to hear about his life and what was happening, and how things had changed, and…
and i didn’t know what to ask to get any of that.
and it was then that i understood why friends who don’t live in the same town are the ones that bitch the most when you don’t write on your blog. cause it’s the only way they get to keep up on day to day crap that’s not worth telling when you see someone once or twice a year.
and i realized that i am bad as well, at keeping up. sure, school is pretty all encompassing, and i have plenty opf things to do, and great excuses, but i don’t want that.
so here: i pledge to blog more.
that means probably more pictures. cause i have very little time to write.
here in texas, where i am in college again…
i wonder if my star wars watches from burger king are appreciated for the irony with which they are worn. or if the nineteen year old d&d-ers who were too embarrassed to buy them from burger king droolover them and think i’m awesome(for all the wrong reasons).
i wonder if my “i love bob barker, i love the price is right” t-shirt collection rasies eyebrows because it’s funny, or because they think i am a loser that went to l.a. to be on the price is right once.
and i wonder, when i wear my fluorescent lime green new kids on the block t shirt to class, will people know i’m kidding.
well, i got my answer on that last one, anyway, when the girl in front of me said, “i love your shirt!” and went on to tell me about the vhs collection she she has at home.
then the girl at the gym told me “i used to love them too!”
yep. gotta get me a whole new wardrobe.
“watch this,” i said to b., as we came up on the twisty part in the road. “i don’t use the brakes. it feels like i’m playing that driving game on the playstation!”
there is a spider living under the roof of my carport.
(it’s a garage without walls.)
every day after i park my car, he starts spinning a web. if i walk out an hour or two later, he has this massive design going. spanning the five feet between the roof and the trunk of my car. it’s pretty amazing.
and every morning i drive right off, ruining all his hard work.
this morning, i wondered to myself, “why doesn’t he just give up? i’m never going to stop moving my car.”
now tonight, after turning in the paper that was due today; after just finishing the reading due tomorrow; after thinking about all the reading i have to finish by friday, the test i have on thursday, and the homework i have to finish by wednesday–
i’m starting to feel a bit like that damn spider.
‘night, west coast.
