Song Writing

Track list for my imaginary cd.

1. if i were a bear i would shit my pants every time i looked in the mirror
2. i feel like a puppy that just piddled on the floor

Hair

I finally learned what the diffuser attachment of a hair dryer does. (Hence, the picture.) It turns normally tame hair into a lion's mane. I don't think I'm going to be able to brush my hair for a week. Not that I brush my hair anyways...but you know.

On another note, I'm about to go make dinner and I'm not looking forward to it. Also, I just spent the last 15 minutes searching for my phone when it was sitting on the desk right in front of me. Today's such a wonderful day.

Earnest Intentions

Another list because I really have too much to say:

1. I am obsessed with the album The Lemon of Pink by The Books. Along with the other music I've been accumulating over the last couple of days.
   
2. I have a friend who wants to do obscene things with pizza. He just got his wisdom teeth out and is getting desperate. I'm scared for him.
3. My mom is refusing to turn the heat on in my house. It is almost as cold inside as it is outside. I am wearing fingerless gloves and being heated by a tiny space heater.
4. Ex boyfriends and machine flattened pennies.
   
5. I'm currently crocheting another blanket. And knitting another scarf.
6. I have scheduled my drivers test for January 5th. If I pass, I'll cry tears of joy. Big, big tears.
7. I wish I had some sort of plant in my room. However, the cold would kill it instantly.
8. I miss my bedspread in Iowa. The fleece shit here is getting a little ridiculous with the static. (In case you didn't already know, if you're wearing a static ridden blanket and listening to music through your headphones, you WILL get shocked in your ears. It's not fun.)
9. I have a strange affinity for robots, socks, and hand embroidered pillows.
10. I need more film for my Polaroid.
    

That's all I suppose. For now.

Things I Need To Believe

"I am not afraid of storms for I am learning how to sail my ship." - Louisa May Alcott

Baking

I baked three batches of cookies tonight. Almost eight dozen cookies. A lot of cookies.

Batch one: Chocolate chip with almonds.
Batch two: Peanut butter with chocolate chips and pecans.
Batch three: Chocolate chip with coconut.

If I never see another cookie again, I think I would be okay. (That's a lie. Total lie.)


Anyways. I'm going to have a guest in about three weeks. Woo.

Book worms are friendly

Book Wish List for the Holidays:

1. The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho
2. The Northern Clemency by Philip Hensher
3. Hurry Down Sunshine by Michael Greenberg
4. The Lazarus Project by Aleksandar Hemon
5. When You Are Engulfed in Flames by David Sedaris
6. Unaccustomed Earth by Jhumpa Lahiri
7. Love the One You're With by Emily Giffin
8. Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert
9. Remember Me? by Sophie Kinsella
10. Barefoot by Elin Hilderbrand
11. The Almost Moon by Alice Sebold

How very clever of me. Hmm.

There's a half moon rising...

Being alone on Thanksgiving, in all honesty, blows. I sort of lied before by being all cheery-like. It's just another day, but at the same time, it's not. I'm not being eloquent and I don't feel like trying so...here are some pictures.

Cedar Rapidian Clouds. Pretty much like all other clouds.

And sometimes, there are hot air balloons.

Which is relatively exciting.

The ground is cool too. I guess.