Don't Let Your Mind Get Weary

I am wearing my hair down right now. I only used a little bit of mousse on it when I got out of the shower and it seems okay. It is certainly long, though. Ridiculous.

I have no idea why I am updating. No one cares about my hair. Haha.

I'm Balancing on One Fine Wire

So I have decided to try this new app to blog from my iPod. The one I was using before really didn't let me get anywhere and I could never post. Annoying. We'll see if this works...

Last Night I Dreamt That I Grew Wings

I just got a serious pang of homesickness. I wish I had been able to go to AC Homecoming. I wish that it hasn't been over two years since I have seen Twist and A. I wish it were easier to get a hold of Cupcake. I wish I could bring everyone I love that is in a faraway place and deposit them in the Burgh so I didn't have to feel sad. Would that be so difficult? Thank goodness for my people here, though. At least I have them.

Some Things Are Just Meant to Be

Ummm... I love sour Skittles. I just wanted you to know. They are delicious because they are awesomely sour for a few seconds and then they become regular Skittles again and it is really delightful. I am attempting to power-write a midterm right now and it is very difficult. I think I'm almost done, though. Yep.

I recently bought a frame and put a picture from... the late 60s... of my mom, Uncle S, Uncle R and Geegs hanging out at someone's house. I got it printed last year around Christmas time or something but just never framed it. It is super cute and I love that I can see my face in my mom's. I love it. Oooohh... you know, I bet I have it on my computer somewhere. Okay, well... I found it. But it won't let me upload it. Too bad. :o(

There's Too Many Sunsets I Haven't Seen

So I was looking through some of my pictures from the past oh, two years, and I found the ones I took when we went to Sun Valley and Ketchum, Idaho. Ernest Hemingway spent time there and going to the cemetery in which he is buried was a really moving thing.

There is a memorial in a place not near the cemetery that features part of the eulogy he wrote for a friend that applies pretty well to him, too. Here is part of the eulogy that is drawn from for his memorial:

"He loved the hills in the spring when the snows go off and the first flowers come. He loved the warm sun of summer and the high mountain meadows, the trails through the timber and the sudden clear blue of the lakes. He loved the hills in the winter when the snow comes.
Best of all he loved the fall. He told me that the other night while riding home in the car from the pheasant hunting, the fall with the tawny and grey, the leaves yellow on the cottonwoods, leaves floating on the trout streams and above the hills the high blue windless skies. He loved to shoot, he loved to ride and he loved to fish." -Ernest Hemingway, 1939

I just thought it was kind of applicable for the autumnal feelings I'm having right now. Yep.

These Days I Feel Like I'm Talking to No One

Today is undeniably autumnal. There was a thunderstorm this morning, it's been cloudy (with some sun peeking through at times) most of the day, it has been ridiculously windy and pretty cool. Leaves are starting to fall, and I had to dig out some sweaters this morning to wear to the museum. I'm really enjoying it. I think it is perfect weather for an apple feast or something. I am hoping that CLRG and I can do something fun like that on Saturday, when it is the weekend and I have the day off. I'll mention it to him today in case I forget to say something until the end of the week or something. I want to pick apples and make apple sauce and maybe try to make a pie and make dinner and wear sweaters and be cozy. AHHHHH.

I guess I should take the air conditioner out of my window.

Maybe We Don't Want You Tracking Us Down

So, the G20 officially begins tomorrow, but the protestors are getting warmed up today. Greenpeace people hung a huge banner on the West End Bridge (I think) this morning. Someone forwarded me a really delighful version of one of the pictures. Makes me laugh so much. Oh, silly people.