Peeping Toms
Amusing story from this morning...
I had closed the shades early this morning because there were landscapers and maintenance guys out on the lawn right below the window. It kind of irked me that they could see in. So eventually I got out of bed and headed to the shower, quite naked. At that point I heard a noise outside and kind of got the urge to peek out the curtains. The bedroom window looks out onto the balcony so I figured I'd be a safe distance from visual range. "I'll bet if I peek out the curtains right now, there'll be some guy on a ladder looking in the window at me..." I said, jokingly. Well... um, there was. A maintenance guy had just climbed up a ladder and was about to get onto our balcony. Fortunatley for me (unfortunately for him) he wasn't paying attention but probably figured out what happened because I immediately squealed and started cracking up and dancing around like a kid. It was hilarious. I couldn't stop laughing. Thankfully, the blinds were closed. I'm not sure WHAT they were doing on the balcony, but I saw a few more on other people's balconies this morning. Perverts. I guess Chase is getting ready to repaint the buildings. Mmmm... paint smell. Now I can be involuntarily high all the time.

Saa, a slow week for me. Two finals tomorrow, neither of which I'm particularly worried about, and work. Work slow... Kat surf... Kat write in weblog waaaaay too much. Kat feel better. Ah yes, I do feel better. After last night's IHOP trip (Murray, Katie and I) was a success... got some venting out and ate some YUMMY pancakes - can you believe I've never had pancakes at IHOP before?- and about a pitcher of decaf. MMMMM....

You're right, cc... I will travel, I have to travel. It's in my blood, I think. It's my freedom. Murray and I have decided to drive out to the east coast this september and meet some people out there. Tho it's tentative and probably will fall through, it sounds like a dream to me. Knowing the east coast schools though, they'll all be in session then- which is lame. Maybe we should go earlier, Murr. Oh, and Happy Birthday, you old fart. (He's 20)

Interesting story sent to me by one of my readers about the rift among bloggers. I guess I do whine too much. I guess it's what you make it. I still have a hard time appreciating political blogs, though I guess I'm jealous of their following. That sort of stuff just isn't important to me- but it doesn't mean it isn't important to other people. Sometimes I get a little condescending (about this among many other things) I know. I don't want to ACT like I'm better than other people (of course, we all want to be better than other people, it just isn't polite to say it) or give people the impression that I think I'm The Sh!t. I'm not. I don't know anything... I'm just trying to do something meaningful with my life, the only way I know how.

Awwww.... big hug! Don't we all feel better! *chuckles* Happy monday... welcome to Finals Week.

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For there have been things I have taught
Which, in speaking I understood I scarce knew
Save for the rooted remnants of dreams and visions
And therefore could never lose them, but never learn them.

I asked for no place and found one had been made for me
Laid out in perfect form, fitted to me body and soul
I knew not what I had been raised to know
But another world entirely...
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