no i swear, i'm not a native, but thanks...

some really awesome phrases i accidently said in spain in attempt to sound like i actually spoke spanish
"mine sister is breaking the glass on the ceiling"
"please may i have 32 euro coins?"

wow, senor diaz would be soo proud :)

overall fantastic trip, lots of bbc and german karaokee

taylor o'brien, bbc news
chicago

ring around the rosie

sometimes i feel like i'm getting absolutely nothing accomplished in academia and life

my grades are basically exactly the same
i'm watching the same shows on tv on dvd
and i feel like i am emotionally and romantically in the exact same place i was at the end of fall quarter

i'm feeling dizzy and i can promise it has nothing to do with a hangover or a merry go round

i'm a vip, but should i brag about it?

today i went to a taping of the jerry springer show, and i tend to be a pretty comfortable person, but i have never felt more out of place. i got a vip ticket so i could sit in the front row because apparently i look real pretty and the shows stage manager wants to "see my face on the camera when they start pulling hair." ok, thats terrifying

oh and i sat next to a security guard, his name was pete, and twice he kept me from being steamrolled by two shirtless men fighting about the girl w/out a bra who might be having one of their baby's, this is my interweb thank you note to pete...thanks for being my man wall between sanity and trailer trash :) and no you can't have my number...

i did get really into the chants though, it brought me back to my days in the ehs bleachers at football and hockey games...
things like "milk that cow, milk that cow!!" and "the whore deserves a beating, the whore deserves a beating" "beat that prison whore, beat that prison whore" instead of yelling at the people on stage, it felt like i was yelling at the ep cheerleaders on ice skates who fall down all the time....oh, memories :)

much love,
me

what side, strong side

and I will walk with you
using the stars as guides
on a homeward path we go
knowing our time is nigh
I, I will walk... to be with you
so put your hand in mine
and lay your head to rest
we'll light the candles now
they won't be lit for long
we'll know our day was blessed

this weekend home reminded me of just how much i love home. maybe i'll just do a jig in chicago and pretend to be sipping tea in sri's apartment.

ps. clarification from way earlier post about naked hot-tubbing...i was not naked. other people were and it made me extremely uncomfortable. i was completelty swimsuited up. that is all.

i've seen that anxiety ridden tree before...

i am once again at that place in a potential fun flirty dating whatchamacallit where i lose all knowledge and control and give way to the silly girly, stupid, anxiety attack prone girl that i am

oh, what am i doing tonight? i don't know, not going on a date w/ you because i don't have the cajones to ask, maybe i'll just watch some tv on dvd w/ 104.5 and analyze the relationship i'm not having...that sounds like a more conducive environment to snacking anyways....

why is unfulfilled sexual tensionso much more fun when its happening to fictional characters?

oh brother bear

And to sleep under the stars
who could ask for more
with the moon watching over me...

thank you disney, for returning to the animation that we all love in brother bear and teaching us important lessons about out connection to nature and each other...

i miss the apostle islands :)

if you haven't yet, i'd go see brother bear immediately