I'm heading to Nashville for the weekend in a few days. I'm pretty excited to see Jim, Sam, Mike, and the rest of my Nashvillage friends.
Curtis and I are road tripping (if you consider 4 to 5 hours in a sweet, fake-wood-sided minivan a road trip) it down together so I'm making sure to have a handy list of travel games and a Raffi mix tape so we don't get bored. Jay kay. Except about Raffi - I love that man. "Sur le pon d'Avignon..."
Classes are going all right except for the fact that I have David Wray classes twice a day. That deserves a "what was she thinking" for suresies. But it's ok - it gives me lots of time to daydream and think about other classes. See? Positivity #4. Holla back.
Um. Remember how I just got here? As a baby? And now I have to graduate?
And Hogue Hall is crumbling to the ground as we speak - 9/11 stylez. Daaaang.
And now I'll start writing more than one sentence a line. How 'bout that? Good.
I'm knitting Curt-dog a hat a la Life Aquatic. I'm pretty disappointed in it, actually (even though I'm still going to give it away), so I borrowed Thomas' size 6 double pointed needles to try and conjure up a new one. When he knits with them, it looks like he's knitting with an octopus. Hopefully I'll be lucky enough to look that way. Also hopefully it won't look like a grandma's knitting project which is what Troy told me the first one looks like. Steeeeve...
It also snowed last night and snow is one of my not-favorite things in the world. Cold and wet is the antithesis of where I grew up - therefore, it sucks. Thus sayeth the Lawrd.
Haiku are alluding me. I need new subject material. Like maybe how I hate snow? Or how I need to figure out how not to be a deadbeat for the rest of my life?
