Deathcab, a spinny chair, vertigo, and February 17, 2011

     Hm, what can I do but blame swim for knocking me out early most nights and school keeping me busy the other nights?

     I've been gone, yes, but I've been extremely busy. Sure that's a likely story and a common excuse, but true enough.

     Before I talk about today, yesterday I talked to my friend Tyler. I haven't seen or talked to him in quite some time, but he is skilled when it comes to thinking in conversation. Though he may be very open and explicit, it's great honest talk. We talked for three hours about him, me, and whatever.

     I got a jury summons this morning. I got one last year, I feel unlucky in that sense really. I don't want to do jury duty. An excuse would be nice, but I'm not exactly out of state for schooling anymore. Maybe I'll find another way, because it seems like too much of a hassle to realize that you're not going to be picked. Anyway, jury duty two when I don't want it. Bummer.

     On the way to school, I saw a newspaper man selling papers. He is probably the happiest, most energetic newspaper man I've ever seen. In fact, he's probably one of the most lively people I've ever seen period. I'm sure I know a handful of people including myself that could match him, but man he just brought a smile to my face. I want to buy a paper from him next time. He's wonderful.

     School was nothing much, although in the first small gap between classes, I went to one of the small music rooms with a single piano. There are many of these on the other side of campus, and I just found out about them recently. Each is a cramped brick room, a piano, and a chair or two. For about an hour I sang my heart out. It felt pretty good though, if I could hear the room next to me, the room next to me could surely hear me vividly. I sang whatever I shuffled as long as I knew the lyrics.

     In anthropology, the people in my proximity and I started giving each other nicknames. No one ever changes seats when they get comfortable and "claim" it. The guy behind me is Read Man, I am Cool Sweater Guy, and the girl in front of me is Doughnut Lady. There are more people that socialize with us, but we haven't thought of any nicknames yet. It's nice, people can be friendly sometimes :) Doughnut Lady left in a hurry in the middle of class, I hope everything is okay.

     Between Anthro and Astronomy Lab, I took an extremely short nap in the grass next to the library. I must be going crazy, because three of the clouds in the sky vividly looked like hearts.

     Random thoughts: I like Death Cab and there is a Super Mario Sports (with dodgeball).

     I felt especially empty today... Nothing else exciting has happened. I have a four day weekend coming up. I'll edit later if something happens. I think I'm spending tomorrow with my dad.

     Oh and before Snix and I left campus, we checked out the campus arboretum. It was neat in front, but we realized the back still needs work and has people occasionally smoking pot or weed or whatever it was. The front of the arboretum had some nice little statues, colorful tile statues, plaques, and neat arches and pillars.

     *Sigh*

     I'll probably wrap this up later tonight, but in case I don't...Goodnight readers, sweet dreams :)
     My dad is laying on my bed complimenting me and telling me things I should do. It's nice because we're getting along, but...I just can't stand getting compliments this much. Also reminiscing and over analyzing simple things without looking into them. Still nice, so I'll take it.