when i was in greece, my friend zach asked me if i liked andrew wk.

i told zach that andrew wk seemed like the kind of person who would just pick up a cat and bite into it.

zach wrote to andrew wk and told him about me thinking he would bite into a cat.

and what do you know, andrew wk responded on his webpage.

andrew wk, andrew wk, andrew wk.

i think this is the coolest thing ever. it's at the bottom of the q&a.

i think his response pretty much proves my theory.

did the devil make the world while God was sleeping? because sometimes it seems like nothing ever makes a difference. i'm not alright with that.

[the other morning, tylor and carrie got snapped at by our seat checker when they were talking during chapel... mr. mccrain has this to say about the encounter: "if you are a boy at harding talking to a girl at harding, somewhere there is an ambitious chapel checker waiting to hush you." fascinating. =)]

so, carrie and katie have both recently reconnected with boys from their childhoods... both of them are named david, which i think is fun. the word "david" has developed a whole new definition in this suite. he's not just an adulteror anymore... he's the dreamy boy from back home. i'm so happy for them - i guess it sounds condescending, but i really am just genuinely delighted for them.

we started watching much ado about nothing earlier this evening, and have plans to finish it later... i have so many memories connected to shakespeare; it always awakens these very specific feelings of exhiliration within me. i miss the stage a lot. i miss japan even more so.

i feel like a little guster.

i'm very happy. i'm pretty sure that i'm happy even when i'm unhappy.

robin and i are doing really well. everything feels really comfortable. so broken in. =)

i got to watch some kids today for a lady who needed to take her baby to the doctor. she called me frantically right after i finished studying with ellen, and it was at a really convenient time for me; it's funny how things work out. any other weekday and i would have been in class. i've really missed babysitting since i've come to college - we're cut off from so many other age groups here, perhaps children most of all. it felt like i was able to make a difference in these people's lives if even for a short time on one single day. the mother invited me back when her husband gets back into town to become better acquainted with the family.

ellen accompanied me to my poetry class before we schooled our history test. i'm glad she bent to my fascist will and came, because she ended up having a great time and she's going to come next to our next class period so that she can see some of the other students' work - we're bringing poems to share. she says she'll even bring one! i pretty much can't wait. i'm fairly certain that this poetry class ranks pretty high on the "best things i've ever done" list. my teacher seems to have a lot of confidence in me, and the whole atmosphere puts me in an excellent mood. i have not yet been broken of that excellent mood, despite it being 9 hours since class let out.

i'm really getting into breakfast of champions by kurt vonnegut. the entire reason behind my reading it right now is that i am writing a term paper about it for my american literature class. i more or less randomly chose this novel, but i'm pretty pleased so far. it's so unlike something that i expected to be reading in an english class at a conservative private christian school. in other words, it is amazing.

i think i'm getting older.

not to immediately disprove the above theory, but i'm on freecell game #3112.

well the sun is surely sinking down
but the moon is slowly rising
so this old world must still be spinning around
and i still love you Y

happy valentine's day.

so it's been one year since robin and i started dating. (that's an incredibly misleading statement.)

to celebrate this special day, robin and i are both really sick. and i'm skipping all of my classes to wallow in bed, except for this short computer break.

carrie and i have attached a tiny black square to the center of our television, and we're flipping channels to see if the square will become a hitler mustache on anybody.

and i can't believe that so far it's happened on tnt, espn, usa, vh1 (twice!), hgtv, the disney channel (it was on aladdin and some kids from recess), fx (oz from buffy the vampire slayer)... i should stop flipping channels.

only 15 more freecell wins until i break 3,000.

and now i'm blasting the smiths.

oh karyn, how far have you fallen? =)

hand in glove
the sun shines out of our behinds
no, it’s not like any other love
this one is different - because it’s us
hand in glove
we can go wherever we please
and everything depends upon
how near you stand to me

for the good life is out there somewhere
so stay on my arm, you little charmer
<3<3<3

i really need to start caring about people more. (this is not an invitation for compliments.)

i'll tell you what i do care a lot about, though. my sister katie cannot work for the foreign service now because she was unable to get a medical clearance. just because of zoloft.

i'm sad about this. i'm not even really sure how i could tell her how upset i am for her.

honestly, though, what can a person say?

"i'm sorry you didn't get that job."
"i'm so mad that you didn't get your medical clearance."
"i wish things were different for you."

none of that is enough.

life is so difficult for her right now, and it seemed like she was really on the verge of having it all figured out. this is just another step backwards.

well, no. maybe i'm wrong about this.

it's not even accurate to say that i hope this is a step forward somehow - i need stronger words than that. i need to hug my sister - my little sister, my older sister, my beautiful and capable sister.

=/

i called my parents.

robin and i are together.

it is raining this morning.

life is pretty fantastic.

well, it's about 2 in the morning and my roommates and i cannot sleep. we were all in bed for a while, talking about boys and nailpolish (not actually nailpolish, i just threw that in there to make it seem like we talk about more than just boys), but we've given up. now katie is drawing me her family tree and i'm up writing about it on the internet. i have a big test tomorrow in british literature, but i've already studied a little and i'm thinking that maybe i can work on that more during chapel (which is a good idea except that my textbook is pretty heavy). oh, and i'm getting up early to take an extremely good friend to the nurse. an extremely good friend. i need to call my parents.

which proves my point: i will do anything to keep from sleeping or studying.

hey, we still have some pringles left.

the proper way to measure a wednesday is by examining what you've accomplished by the time they test the alarm system, which happens every wednesday at noon. on a good wednesday, i am walking either to or from the cafeteria.

on this wednesday, i hadn't yet left my room and was in the shower washing my hair during the test.

i accidentally woke up at 11:45 today, which means that i missed some of my favorite classes - american literature and life of christ.

and. no lunch.

but i went to my remaining two classes, i picked up my medication from the air force base, and i plucked my eyebrows.

it could be worse. i could still have mammoth eyebrows.