the future (from the 90s)

you know when you have this weird, very clear feeling in your brain that feels as if it's drug induced, but perhaps it is due to coffee & getting some work done? i wrote 5 pages so i am DRUGGED OUT (not really, it just FEELS that way)

dudes are sitting next to me making it very hard for me to concentrate.
some people have boring jobs.

i'm glad that I DON'T. even though my future is less secure.

i live in future anyway so i'm not that worried.

dads

yesterday i saw my dad and then i flew home to minneapolis on an airplane.

at the airport, there was a dad who was showing his son something of interest on his phone. he said "hey, here's that thing that i was telling you about." the dad seemed excited when the son came over and sat next to him, to listen to the story.

i wonder what that feels like. 

mediocracy

i feel pretty mediocre. at school, at making/keeping friends. life is annoying hard and i am accepting my mediocracy.

whoops

i forgot about this blog but i remembered when i realized i wanted to read kelly's mango blog so i should hold up my end of the bargain. i have been writing in my 5 year diary. it's really fun to only write three sentences about your day everyday.
this weekend i did nothing, homework wise.
friday: went to chatterbox with sarah & ordered vegan pizza, lol
saturday: woke up went to walmart, bought a dish drainer, travel mugs, face wash, etc; sarah made veggie burgers included blended up leftover vegan pizza, lol; i went to a burlesque show with elizabeth and we schemed about buying coordinated outfits (with sarah) to wear on the day of our three-way birthday party
sunday: brunch with humans. they were nice but i am awkward. took a tub. played skip-bo.
today (monday): watching reedo because he ATE A DUCK TOY and i am afraid he might puke/die/empty my bank account. i hope he doesn't die.

it's spring break next week and i am in my jammies already.

xoxoxoxoxo

i have been biking so much that i ripped open my knee (wipeout) .
today many male jerks harassed me but i biked onward!!

i'm at the fanciest library on the planet right now. i think i might actually be on planet jupiter, it's THAT FANCY.

i'm due for some sustenance.

xoxoxo

bittersweet

sunday we leave for minneapolis. it seems like time sped up in the past few months. it was just my birthday and then Sarah's, and now we're packing boxes and saying see ya to our pals and texas.

we played basketball with like twenty queers last night and my muscles still hurt in a really great way! i hope we meet a lot of nice people in minnesota soon.

i have high hopes !

rainnnn

in texas, people write "pray for rain" on the roofs of their houses or on dusty windows, gasping for that liquid elixir. 

i can count on my left hand how many days its rained so far this summer.

sunday it poured for 5 minutes.

sarah & i were sitting mostly outside at a cafe. the rain started pounding on the roof overhead. i dashed out, not saying a word and she followed. we held our palms out, smiled, smelled the fresh pitter patter and heard a flock of chicken garbling, chasing each other around their yard, in fear or joy, who is to know?

monday we had spent all day sweating in our own humid skins. antique browsing. people perusing. we had our swim suits on and when we finally got to the pool, after a series of turns could delay us no longer, thick drops of h2o hit our toes. we shrugged, thinking it would last 10 minutes, paid our $3 and went to sit by the pool, waiting for it to pass. 

as it dropped harder and harder, and we were getting colder and colder, i suggested we jump in anyhow.

listen, this was the best idea i have had in the longest.

swimming in the rain is like a completely different experience. the water, typically too cold to stay in, was refreshing, warmed up by the air? i can't say i know why or how, only that i knew it would be beautiful. we swam and laughed, forgot our towels, stayed wet all evening. 

sarah made the best dinner of 2012 later that night. there was thunder and lightning by the time we got home. we kept the door wide open, letting the breeze cool down our third floor apartment. reed was scared, but interested. normally not a dog who likes water, he sat on the "deck" all night, watching the drops and hearing the crashes in the distance.