I'm not a Haynes....I'm a Fruit of the Loom

Isn't this a cool pciture? I love zebras. And camels. They hold a certain fascination for me, camels. I had a dream that I got a camel for Christmas once. Her name was Rosie. She was a good camel. I lost her Food 4 Less, though. It was very sad. But zebras are just as cool.

I started working out with Jill and Jessi today. I didn't want to overexert myself, so that I wouldn't die the first day, but I felt kind of stupid because I'm so out of shape. It's ridiculous. Oh well. I'll get better with time. And maybe we actually will find some guys for a pre-work-out-make-out session. Ha ha Jill. Everything's funny at six o'clock in the morning. And it kind of sucked cause my cd player ran out of batteries right when I started so I kind of just had to space out. That's ok though, it was nice. With school and rehearsal and home life and everything, you don't have a lot of time just to think. It was a nice change. I just like background music cause I tend to work out to the rhythm of it.

Oh my heck. Yesterday when I almost died in choir was one of the scariest experiences of my life. I was trying to get past Ben, and I was walking behind him, but he didn't know that so he stepped back and crushed me. But see, I was in the crook of the piano and so I couldn't escape or go anywhere, and it was just like, Ben butt all of a sudden and it was really scary. And of course everyone in choir was watching and they all started laughing at the look on my face, because apparently I looked terrified. Well, you know what? It was terrifying. Having someone that big compared to you crushing you in a little space. Not fun. Not an experience I would like to repeat any time soon. Be glad it's never happened to you. Unless it has. Then I pity you.

You know, sometimes it's nice to do something different for a change. I think that's why I'm working out in the morning. It's not something I particularily want to do, but it's a change from my normal schedule, something I don't usually do, and therefore a welcome difference in my boring life. I mean, life is long, and you have a lot of time to try many different things. And that's the beauty of it. If you try something and you don't like it, then you can stop and try something else. Life isn't limited to mastering skills you don't want to master. Unless that's your passion, to master skills. Whatever. But you have your entire life to try different things and find where your passion lies. Except I hate it when people have the philosophy that life is too short, so you have to try everything. You should limit yourself to the things that are within reason. You can't go around trying stupid things, like sex or drugs or sky diving. You have to know the limits of exploration. If you try something stupid, you'll either get into lots of trouble, become addicted, or ruin your life and feel crappy all the time. Or all three. Which I can't even imagine, so why would you even want to try that sort of thing? I had this all worked out in my head last night, sorry I'm not so eloquent today.

Well, there's a class coming in here right now, so I'd better get off the computer. I love you all! Shalom

"He let the contents of the bottle do the thinking, can't shake the devil's hand and say you're only kidding." ~They Might Be Giants

Life is treating me pretty good right now. My new schedule is fine so far, rehearsal isn't as awful as I pretend it is, I'm not really sick anymore, and our Tim Burton fest was about the sweetest thing ever! I'm glad we ended with Edward Scissorhands. It's such an emotional deal for both of us, and we were able to talk a lot afterwards. (Oh, if you didn't know, "us" would be me and Jeff. Jeff and I. Whatever.) Sure, I got in trouble for it, but it was worth it. I would do it again any day. I would just call my parents first.

I finally gave Steven his Christmas present, and he was so happy! It was so cute. He was like, five years old, all excited and everything. And with his new glasses, he's going to be the toast of the town now. Ladies everywhere. What fun. For me, I get to make fun of him.

This is just going to be a post (because I haven't posted in about a bazillion years, yes, that long) and so it's just going to be lots of random thoughts all in one paragraph. So hold your noses and blow your horses, here we go!

Abish started to eat my brownie last night while it was sitting on the floor. And yes, I'm still going to eat it. I've eaten things that babies have slobbered all over and the like, so I'm not really grossed out. I forgot my Safeway club card sign up thing again, but Jacobson will just have to deal with that. I need to learn the dance that I missed for rehearsal on Friday cause I was sick and threw up and fainted, which was a very bizarre experience. I was fine the rest of the weekend, and I feel a little faint today, but I think we're going to be good. Yes, we. I'm going to go home for lunch today because we have yummy lasagna that we can eat. And my calculator's there. And I start Calculus today. I also start AP Lit, which I have with dear Maegan, whom (ugh, whom?), who I miss a lot, we don't really hang out anymore, and we haven't had a real class together (no, choir doesn't count) since first semester last year. Starting at this school together, ending at this school together. Kind of cool, actually. I think it's going to be a pretty cool class, we have some neat people in it. My tummy kind of hurts too. Maybe not such a good sign. I don't want to stay at school, I'm already falling asleep but luckily I don't have rehearsal tonight, yay! I get to take a nap or watch a movie or something exciting like that. I need more sleep. I shouldn't have gone to bed so late last night, even though it was 10:45 or so. Not too late. But now I actually have to shower before I go to seminary because I have a first period now, whoo hoo! I shouldn't seem so happy, cause that wasn't sarcasm. I know how hard it is to tell on a computer screen. I had a dream about Jason Lewis and Casey Halling last night, it was a little weird. I think it was my birthday and they were being really nice to me, being all gentlemanly and stuff, complimenting me. It was nice. Liz was there too, now that I think about it. I might get to go to Medford! Ah! The parents said it was ok cause Jeff is going to Ashland to check out SOU and he said that I could hitch a ride and I just have to find a place to stay which I don't think will be a problem cause I know people but I want to help pay for gas and it really excites me cause I think it's coming up soon and I should probably take a breath now cause I haven't been because I'm so excited which doesn't really make sense because I'm typing. And you can't breathe while you're typing. Well, you can. But long sentences aren't a problem when you're typing because typing has nothing to do with breathing. Pickles?

I think I'm done. I can't really think of anything else to say, except that I love Tim Burton and I can't wait for Corpse Bride to come out and I want the Edward Scissorhands soundtrack. Yeah. The Earth is round. The Sun is large. I wonder where pencils come from?

Where did you get that plunger?

I really don't have anything to say, except that I invite you all to go see the AMAZING picture of Steven getting electrocuted on Liz's blog. It's quite incredible. I love that game. Man. What can I say, I like hurting myself.

I would also invite you to read the insightful and inspiring little story that my mom wrote in HER blog. I have the greatest mom. Anyway, back to school. Whoo hoo. See you all there. Well, some of you. peace out, yo.