February 2011
“Weeeeeelllll I’m gonna beat you….when I get hoommmeee….
Wait,...”
– Ben Kranda
D'AWWWWWWWWW
that’s all I can think right now
D’AWWWWWWWWWW
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“You know what I really hate about this weather? The fact that every time I go...”
– Katherine Capadano
January 2011
Please, God, one wish:
Let my uber-Catholic crazy wedding (whenever it happens, to whomever it is) be as epic and beautiful as the weddings I have seen and heard of in the last two years.
We need to go away for the weekend more often
Everything is so much funnier when we come back on Sundays then.
Oh man so good hahaha
“He has this really big hands but he doesn’t know what to do with them…awkward...”
– Katherine summarizing the Spanish story (via caitlinrose)
Apparently, my one weakness
Sunflower seeds
I can’t help it, I just love them so much.
Sunday January 30th at 10:08 p.m.
Have not started my homework due Monday at 10:30 a.m.
I AM SO EXCELLENT
thoughts
date last night with david was amaaaazing. like, so good. i’ll tell you all in person about it…but it was SO GOOD.
i’m so excited that avila is getting a new piano. really, i was going to buy my own and move it in there if we weren’t getting one already. so that’s a good thing.
new decemberists album is finally mine. thank you, dad, for having wonderful taste in...
AGHHHHHHHH
When She’s Near by Fiction Family
worky worky work
stupid AAUP book-jacket-journal show, takes forEVER to set up literally 50 books on two tiny tables and make them look presentable.
things i would rather do than get another project to work on: polyvore. tumblr. facebook. ANYTHING.
poor leif. someday, we will write him an anonymous note. and tell him the epicness that is our escape plan for him. or maybe just try to convince him to play really...
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thoughts
fr. holdren on too much coffee may be the best thing i’ve listened to all week. “they’re like…lightsabers.”
i am going to miss living with all of 462. we will have to have reunions. and continue to awkwardly try to reference the number 462 in all possible situations.
must comment on 2 bros worth of poetry for class tomorrow at 12:30. must refrain from judging....
Here
Sometimes, I am surprised to find you Sitting calmly, armchair and book in hand Beneath the memory of my old piano And next to my updated grocery list I find you peeking around corners Leaving trails around my crossword vocabulary Your hand imprinted in the Grass-stained knees of my youth I try to retreat to my quiet corner To the books and arts I’ve memorized But your fingers are curled...
Whenever I walk past
caitlinrose:
Leif’s sad cubicle at work
I want to make posters that say
“Free Leif”
So he can take his awesome ginger beard and his cool plaid
and go listen to unpopular music
and take pictures of nature.
LITERALLY EVERY TIME I SEE HIM.
I feel bad for the poor guy. He had no idea what he was getting into when he applied for the job at the Press.
reasons why i want spring:
stargazing. all the time, stargazing.
not getting pants wet every time i walk outside.
not slipping and falling everywhere.
walking everywhere in shorts and tshirts and jackets.
playing frisbee and soccer on vine st. fields.
smoking outside without freezing.
rain storms. rain. thunder. lightning. rain.
heat making me sweat.
tan skin. awkward tan lines.
stars. all i want is stars.
thoughts
resumes are literally the worst thing ever to edit. it took me almost a solid hour to complete mine, and it’s not even that great of a resume. mostly because all i care about is God, my family, and my friends. (mean girls…yes).
i saw a pregnant girl walking back to knoll today and i think my ovaries literally exploded. it was not good haha.
i am excited for this weekend. like, so...
