Srsly, there isn't much happening here. Almost makes me want to go back to school, even back to that industrial plant posing as a dorm bathroom. My life (which I just misspelled as "lice"--is there a word for a written Freudian slip? Just kidding.) is now equal to the sum of the following:
- Dried fruit: apples, pineapples, and mangoes (the latter of which I had to take back to the store because they contained sulfur dioxide or some shit like that)
- Silent Cinema book (thanks, Anthony!)
- Datebook (which is surprisingly full considering I feel like nothing is going on in my life)
- Wednesday, January 9th!!! (of which only a select few Muhlenbergers know the significance)
- Flaky ears (apparently the shampoo at the hair salon gave me something akin to a chemical burn)
- Lack of sleep (from pillow friction against said flaky ears)
- Chocolate-covered blueberries (they speak for themselves)
- Maddie (once in person, once in my dreams)
- Hipster
- Love Actually
