Incidentally, I am happy again.

Basically I am a shitter. I wish I could find something more impressive or intelligent to share at the moment, but really, this is what is on my mind. It is 4 am, and I have not studied a squigim all weekend. I just talked on the phone to Stephen for literally two hours and 16 minutes and now my roommates are pissed because apparently I was being too loud. Whatever. Apparently some people just have abnormally large sticks up their asses.

Anyway, besides the fact that I am entirely unproductive the point is that I am actually elated. I came up with this grand plan where Stephen cons his roommates into getting a kitten. They pay for it and house it and everything which he thinks that are totally down for, and I will do all the procuring and veteranarian work. Or rather, the taking it to the vet bit, not being the vet. Fabulous, no? I am more psyched about this than about most other things in my life right now. I hope it works out.

Incidentally, though, even besides the exciting cat possibility the weekend was not a complete wash. I also came up with an entirely satisfying word of the week.... are you ready? (*insert Justin Timberlake Sexyback vioce there*) Okay. It is incidentally. And just to clarify, my words of the week are not supposed to be words that are new to me or anything like that--puh-lease, I have known the word incidentally probably since I was in kindergarten. No, words of the week are just words that I think are funny and I will attempt to incorporate the chosen word into my speech that week more than I would normally say it. Galactically was my word of the week last week, and it worked out quite well. I was especially consistent in my blog entries, I think you will find. Before that, I fully started a trend of using the word akward to describe everything that was slightly unpleasant. A bad smell emanating from the fridge....awkward. And even before that, I brought back shank and shiv with such a vengeance that my friends are still saying it to me in about every other conversation. Granted, everyone knew the word shank before, and some even knew shiv, but now it is completely second nature for that word to roll off their tongues. Incidentally, even though I am a grammar whore and a perfectionist, I don't care about my words of the week being misused. In fact, it is more entertaining that way.

Plus, I was re-reading some random garba-hey that I wrote awhile ago and it turns out that my spelling and grammar are awful when I am ranting and not paying attention. Seriously. For instance, the notes that I wrote on facebook are actually downright embarrassing. I hope people don't think that I am a total ditz. Pssht, even Stephen agrees that kids who don't know me that well might jump to that conclusion. Whatever. On paper, I am really very cynical sounding, I think, and cynical people aren't usually considered airheaded or dumb, so maybe my egregious writing will be overlooked. I am more precise when I speak to people...or at least you can't *see* any typos that would be hypothetically occuring if I were transcribing the conversation. Ah well, even if people do think poorly of me, at least Stephen might get a kitten. Pants buttoned, shoulders back, fingers crossed.



Superb quote here. Good ol' Marion Berry...reminds me of first quarter Junior year polisci....





"Outside of the killings, Washington has one of the lowest crime rates in the country."
Mayor Marion Barry, Washington, DC