Getting there

Ok, tomorrow is the day. I've been pretty busy lately due to reasons I'd rather keep to myself.
But I'm really looking forward to going away over the weekend, believe it or not. Somehow I think it's gonna be a weekend to remember...

Me, the music blogger

Just can't let this beautiful piece pass you by. Bedroom Walls. Play it on repeat. Over and over.

One down

The talk of today was the upcoming cabin trip. C supposedly tried to talk R into uninviting M. And C can be pretty persuasive when she wants to - especially when going for such an easy target as poor little R. So right now it seems M is off the guestlist. As far as I know I'm still on it. But I guess that could change any day. Do I really care? Don't know, really.

The heat part II

If it gets any hotter I don't know what to do. I'm pretty sure that you can actually fry eggs on almost any surface today. And speaking of eggs, guess who the biggest chicken is? 

The heat

The past few days have been really hot. The heat really seems to bring out the worst in people. Yesterday C told M that she looked like a cirkus seal in her new (and probably insanely expensive) dress. M replied by disappearing to the bathroom for a good hour or so before lunch. Then she came back with a vengeance, emptying an entire carton of juice over C's head. R taped the entire pouring incident with his cell, so I guess it'll be on youtube in no time.

Me, the runner

I like running. I can't tell why, but I really do. Always have. There's something liberating with focusing on one thing only  - moving forward. Dad used to say I would grow up to be a great long distance runner. Something about how the solitude of the sport suited me. I used to think he was right. Today I'm not that sure anymore. But I still like running.

Song from hell

"Oh Mandy, well, you came and you gave without takin'

But I sent you away, oh Mandy

well, you kissed me and stopped me from shakin'

and I need you today, Oh, Mandy!"

I'm telling you. One more time and I'll snap.