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well, today is better. in keeping with the spirit of the season, I will list out reasons for the betterness. lists may or may not be the most annoying things ever, but they make for concise writing. so. word to your mother, I guess.

IT'S WARM OUT. and if I were just slightly less of a loser, I would be outside. actually, I just came inside from a very long bike ride and some loungin' in the hammock and some making quack sounds at a duck in the pond. I can do a frighteningly good duck impression. I almost said duck impersonation but that would just be fuckin' cosmic, right?

for the record, according to wunderground.com it is 81.3 degrees but that must be wrong because it feels just right. slightly breezy, and not a cloud in the sky, and it's not the crazily humid time of year yet. perfection.

though it is the time of year when I keep getting nosebleeds! darrr.

Cornershop. I guess I have this mania where I listen to one cd and only one cd for a week straight and then move on. this week it's Cornershop's When I Was Born for the Seventh Time. I've had it for a few years but it's never sounded as megafantastic as it has these last couple days. "Good Shit" is one of my favorite things. it's really too bad they let Target use a bastardized version of it in a commercial. sellouts make me tired. but this is good music. you should check it out.. because.. everybody needs a bosom for a pillow.

rough drafts of research papers. I complained about this in my last entry, but it ended up being ok. I wrote the whole rough draft at work this morning. why yes, my job is so dull that in a 2-hour time frame I have more than enough time to write the rough draft of a research paper. and do three crossword puzzles and occasionally get some real work done. yes, it is a very VERY rough draft, but it basically says what I want my paper to say. good times were had in the writing workshop in class today. workshops are always nice.

baobabs. they're just fucking cool.

people's lovely asses. okay, there is a guy on campus who has probably the most magnificent yet understated ass I have ever seen, and I got to witness it today. from a distance. the way he walks accentuates the niceness of his ass. the situation was such that my friend was talking to me and I didn't hear a word she said. I was totally zeroed in on the Perfect Ass. mmrfhgpgh.

people's ODs. as you may or may not have heard, I've been writing on opendiary.com for five goddamn years, and this is where I have met most of the people I've come to love. today, five of my dear friends wrote some of their best entries ever. and it just edified my soul. yah thass right.

M! M is an OD author I have admired for a very long time, and he just requested to be on my favorites list. yeah, I'm so secret and cool that you can't read my OD unless I deem you special enough. elitist bitch. anyway. I blush because it's charming that M would want to read me. ehhhhh.

bunnies and squirrels and ducks and egrets and red-winged blackbirds! because they are everywhere today.

classes are over. okay, they're really not, but listen to this. next week is the last official week of classes, and for all 5 days I get to sit and watch presentations instead of having regular classes. for every single one of my classes. yes, I will have to give two presentations on Friday and take a test on Thursday, but the rest of the time it's smoooooooth sailin' and no homework whatsoever. except that book I didn't read for urban soc, I guess. and I don't have any finals!

dreams. I put a lot of stock in dreams. for my whole life I have had incredibly vivid dreams, some of which have stayed with me since I was 5 or 6 years old. two years ago I finally started recording the more memorable ones in a dream journal. at first I would only write about the ones that felt important at the time, but I soon discovered that this kind of dream only happens a few times a year. so last night I was writing about a not-so-important dream I had a few nights ago and I happened to read my last dream entry, which was from mid-January. it bothered me, but in a cool way. that dream from January proved EERILY prophetic and that just makes me feel special. I think I'm just going to be cryptic and NOT tell you how it was prophetic. whee.

my cats. they are so goddamn awesome. Charlie spent the afternoon eating grass while Bucket howled from indoors. yes HOWLED. I swear that creature is part dog. he's a big dorky ruffian. he is super.

alla y'all. you kick ass. to a certain degree. some of you. r d r r.

people should really say rdrr instead of lol. I think I have a new thing that I say.

I guess one thing I really need in a long-term ((or short-term, realistically)) partner is someone who will get all my inane Simpsons references. and who is not afraid to step into MADNESS. I actually made the mad scientist face as I said that. good glavin. that is probably a sign that I need to get out more.

MEH.