The Blog

I have been busy. That is my excuse for everything. I feel as though I no longer need to decorate that excuse with pretty explanations and beautiful lengthy stories. It stands alone. Just like the cheese. Gosh I loved those songs in elementary school. Taught us sympathy. "Poor cheese. Why won't anyone stand with the cheese? "

My apartment is in a continual state of disarray. My bed was made this weekend by a loving friend and I am shocked to see my blankets still intact this morning as though I had laid down for a moment and then decided I didn't want to sleep and got right back up (this of course not being the case). Why is it that the rest of my apartment cannot follow the example of my bed which GETS SLEPT IN! I put papers in piles only to have them in a moment's time spread from one end of my living area to another; I vaccum the floor only to find bits of things that I am unable to identify and probably wouldn't wish to; I wash dishes so that I can eat on them in the next moment. I spend eight hours of sleep in my bed and it looks as though it has not been slept in. I don't care about my bed!! Honestly though, I don't care about the rest of my apartment too much either; I am just a quiet observer. I wonder about things that aren't related to school to keep myself sane.

I am excited about the prospect of getting a real Christmas tree this year. Rachelle and I have discussed this possiblity and seeing as is not mentioned in our lease we feel that we have every right to haul one up our never ending steps into our apartment (I have been thinking about making use of our balcony and a pulley system...). The carpet is already covered in unidentifiable objects-why not add some pine needles to the mix? At least it will smell better. Oh, yes. Now I am wondering how soon is to soon for a Christmas tree?

We have an orange in our apartment that is as hard as stone. It's pretty cool. We didn't even freeze it or anything.

Suddenly I don't feel like writing anymore.