Monday, October 18, 2010

College is Ruining My Life.

...and my blog!

Also, it has occurred to me recently that I am just sort of a boring person by nature.
Anyway, I'm working on fixing that. 
But because I am actually supposed to be doing  homework, and there's this cute boy in my kitchen
cooking dinner (I feel like everyone should have cute boys in their kitchens for cooking things), you're going to have to settle for yet another cuddly Oliver picture.  I know, it's probably better than anything I could come up with, right?

I promise I'm coming back soon.  I haven't even been able to keep up on my blog-reading.
This is getting ridiculous, really.

OH!  And today I saw an armadillo that wasn't dead on the side of a highway.
First time in my 22 years as an Arkansan.
It was exciting.  Trust me.

Sunday, October 10, 2010

Happy Fall, Y'all.

Mine is the one with the hearts - but didn't you already know that?

Saturday, October 2, 2010

Restorative Raving.

It was a bit of a rough week, friends.
Work and school teamed up and became this amazing ass-kicking duo,
and I was their arch nemesis. 
It was looking pretty bad, I thought they had me beat.

But then last night, thanks to some old friends and some glowsticks
and maybe too much beer, I was able to crazy-dance all my frustrations
out and am feeling much better today.

It always surprises me how much one good night with people you love
can turn a whole week's worth of anxiety and stress into nothing.  I'm not
the type to feel "blessed," but I am so thankful for the people in my life.

There's something really freeing about being nothing but a flash of light in a dark
room... and of course dancing your ass off. 

My brother is in town from Denver.  Family time today.

Have a great weekend, guys.  Reading your blogs is keeping me sane.

Friday, October 1, 2010

I'm Alive (kind of)!

I feel like I haven't taken a breath in a week.
And you know, if you can't breathe, you can't blog.  Oxygen to the brain and etc.
Anyway.  I have yet to find the light at the end of the tunnel, so here's a really cute
picture of Oliver.  Because why not, really?

He adopted Alyssa's old couch after she moved in.  Sometimes he just piles all
of his toys and it and leers at me from across the room while he clutches his girraffe's throat
in his mouth.  Do you feel like thats something to worry about?