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[edit to add my fucking awesome dream near the end]

3 As, 3 Bs. Hey, my classes were fucking hard, gimme a break. What a great semester.

Also, my happiest semester since... well, i dont know when.
-Cecily visited me which was amazing
-i live in an awesome house with awesome roommates (sure they piss me off sometimes, but everyone does)
-i'm finally feeling like a geologist
-i got amazing grades considering how goddamn busy i was
-swayze club was raging all semester long
-i still had time to find food without a bicycle
-boy was probably the best he could possibly be in every regard
-etc. etc.

so now i'm home in west texas, which is... well, less than thrilling. my family lives to bicker, but thats ok.

xm-ass: you're all interested, obviously, in the holidays. i'm not, exactly, but thats ok. i'm getting a bike (!!!) cause mine was (if you recall) stolen back in June and i havent had the funds or time to get/fix up a new one.

this will most likely be my new pimpin ride:

it's seriously a fucking cadillac. rawnastypimpjuice freals.

a fun holiday demotivator courtesy Shadowdrgn:


hmm. i'm either going to cut off all my hair, or... cut off some of my hair. the blonde is just so fried, it bothers me. it was so soft when it was natural. boring, yes, but keeping it white is just too time-consuming for me. just the hour and half it takes to put on the bleach, let it sit, rinse it out, put on toner, wait, rinse it out.... i never have the time so i usually have gnarly root action. and i dont like that.
if i could keep it bubblegum pink i would. but thats also time-consuming. maybe i'll dye it a more natural blonder. or maybe, i'll cut it off again.

sorry, rant.


Carmen will be here to celebrate the holidays with us. i havent had my mom, sister, and grandparents together for christmas in ages. it will be interesting. maybe this year i wont have to get black-out drunk with mom to get her through christmas eve like two years ago.


This time is reminding me of where I was one year ago. I think this was when my friend and i first arrived in Dogon Country in Mali, heading up to Timbuktu. I do love the desert.

have i ever mentioned that when I was there I wanted to marry a touareg and move into the desert? I ultimately want to be a nomad. it sums up everything i love-- hot weather, nature, no possessions, travel, and beautiful people. oh, and hot tea and hashish.

but i digress. from what, exactly? i'm not sure. but this i'm sure of:

it's christmas, and i sure don't care. but i'm happy as hell.

fucking awesome dream time. as told to you, as told to my friend via chat. so it's kind of weird but i'm too lazy to edit it.

i dreamed about swayze last night
like a long elaborate dream
we had this terrible haunting in each of us
bad magic
but when i hugged him really tight
i would like be inside him
and we'd be one
and then he could fly
and we flew around and rode in the back of this horse and carriage thing that [my roommate] was driving except it was like there was some device that made a piano play itself
and we were behind the piano in a wheel barrow
and then i was pregnant with swayze's child and we had lost the magic
and to get it back i shot hitler, but he wasnt like hitler he was like a little kitten in my house
but i shot him
and to get hte magic back i had to give swayze this pillow in a weird corner of a store or something
OH and every time i became 'one with swayze' it was like a giant orgasm for both of us
yeah sweet ass dream
when we flew we had big black latex-lookin wings
er, him
us.

/dream.

What are your holiday plans this year?