Monday, July 30, 2007
going to be taking things slow when it comes to moving. Who knows what will happen. I need some motivation to clean my room out anyways, and it's nice to see everyone in my family so energized about such a neat thing, even if we don't move, we're cleaning this place UP. Which is good yo. Um let's see, I hung out with Schmath yesterday, we went to a Sox game and it was boring but the dogs were good, so was the cotton candy, and Mom made a really great dinner last night. You all should be jealous of my Mom and her food btw. Um the night before I went to Elliot's party with Evan Holmes and it was totally good to see some kids from the Knox scene hanging out. I'm quite sorry I missed The free Decemberists show, but it's ok. I AM GLAD SCHMATH AND I GOT OUR FLAMING LIPS AND BLACKMOTH SUPER RAINBOW TICKETS THOUGH BECAUSE IT'S GOING TO BE AN EXPERIENCE. ANNNNNNNNND DAN DEACON HAS A SHOW IN CHICAGO THE DAY AFTER WHICH I MIGHT TOTALLY GO TO BEFORE HEADING BACK TO KNOX FOR THE FIRST SATURDAY NIGHT WITH EVERYONE ON CAMPUS YESSSSSSSSSS DANDEACON NEW FAVORITE. P.S. Belle and Sebastian NEVER get old. I've been having ODD dreams lately, which leads to my next two stories. Dream story one: I set my ipod alarm clock to play Belle and Sebastian "If You're Feeling Sinister" this morning, but instead of waking me up, the alarm switched whatever weird dream I was having to being a dream where I was at my Mom's hospital and in the lobby B & S were playing a show and I was the only one there singing along and it was beautiful, but I left for a minute because my Mom showed up and THEN I CAME BACK AND THERE WERE ALL THESE PEOPLE, LOT'S OF OLD WOMEN, AND EVERYONE WAS LINED UP IN RAINBOW ORDER BASED ON THE SHIRT COLOR THEY WERE WEARING, DOING A SORT OF FOLLOW THE LEADER DANCE TO BELLE AND SEBASTIANNNNNNN IT WAS SOO BEAUTIFUL. It was to the title track of the cd, and I was in the music-video-like dance sequence. Dream story two: I had a dream that I had this huge rubber tool growing in my gums and I kept biting down on it and my teeth hurt in the dream big time and I whined to my parents about it. It looked sort of Matthew Barney-esque, which was cool and all, but like it hurt. And in the morning my teeth hurt. And they've been hurting since (in my real life). And when I woke up this morning I told my Dad my teeth hurt, so we called the dentist, and we got an appointment for THIS MORNING [FATE, THAT PLACE NEEDS APPOINTMENTS LIKE 5 MONTHS IN ADVANCE] and they cleaned my teeth NO CAVITIES, and turns out I GRIND MY TEETH IN MY SLEEP EEEEEEWWWWW. So now I get a special retainer to chomp down on. SWEET. So who's up for some pictures of my weekend in Michigan from a LONG time ago? ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() HAHAHAHAHHA ONE FINAL THING TOMORROW IS MY THREE YEAR ANNIVERSARY. HOLY MOLE. |











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