it's a sleepy day over here.

Today it's so cold and rainy and windy and tornado-y. Yeah. That's definitely a word. And I'm busy with lame homework. And plans. And blah blah blah. I'd like a nap.

My birthday's on Saturday. It just about breaks my little heart that you won't be able to celebrate with me on my last Mississippi birthday..... But I'll forgive you. Just this once.

There's a for sale sign in my front yard.

My socks are wet.

It's only Tuesday.

I feel like eating Mexican Street Corn from Babalu. Have you been there yet? Oh man, it's so fantastic. I just can't get over it. Eating there would make me feel better.

Not saying I feel bad. I just feel weird.

And I'm late. Or.. about to be. I made plans. And I should leave now to fulfill them. But... I haven't moved in that direction yet. Hmmm........ Don't feel like it anyways.

Twin Lakes is throwing me a birthday party on Saturday. And I'm watching a cool movie with cool friends that afternoon before. And some of my groovy out of town friends are coming to the party.

And there will be a pinata.

Maybe even more than one. (!!!!!!!)

Will you make me something for my birthday? All these pictures you've been posting about your projects are just super. I want one to be in my dorm room. K?

Soundtrack for this post? "Pa Pa Power" by Dead Man's Bones. You probably will say you like them to make me happy but will never listen to them again. That's my diagnosis.

Tell me more about your life, because mine is stagnant and grey. Please and thank you.

this is to symbolize that JA is eating my life.

didn't someone say that senior year was a breeze? i've yet to see evidence of that.