I'm a bad updater.

I bought silver sparkly Birk clogs from eBay yesterday and am still trying to figure out where I may procure enough cash to get a m. o. to pay for them. :/

Totally weird: as I typed 'eBay' someone at the other computer said 'eBay'.

Am wildly excited about classes, esp. composition & major readings. I feel like I can finally bust out the guns and do what I want to do instead of trying to figure out what I'm supposed to do. I LOVE SCHOOL!!


Two depressing flist entries in a row, each echoes of each other. Something is weird inside. It feels sort of like I miss someone or something but I can't quite figure out what it is...

(edit) - Perhaps it's something to do with the weird dream I had last night. There were lots of camp people and it was Holy Week, and Marty (P.) decided to do a more accurate reenactment, so he died. I thought he was just going to pretend to die, but he actually did it. ::furrow:: I think I was hysterical, but I might have been someone else.

I do feel a bit post-hysterical.