you know what's slightly awkward?
being told that you have very, very nice legs by a woman in a wheelchair. especially if it is not readily apparent that the woman does (not?) have legs. especially if her husband (also wheelchair-bound) joins her a moment later and concurs with her observation. especially if this whole exchange occurs while you are waiting outside a liquor store for your legal friend to buy alcohol at 10pm, in southeast minneapolis.

i really just can't decided if it was awkward because they didn't have legs that they could appreciate (though i believe that i also do not have legs that i can appreciate) and i was feeling empathetic, or if because the whole exchange probably took about five minutes, which is a very long time to be standing in front of a liquor store with two wheelchair-bound people staring at your legs.

or it could just be that it really wasn't awkward at all, and the only reason i am thinking about this is because i reeeeally can't study any more.
ha. you know what would be really awkward?
having a GPA that not a single grad school will appreciate.
such a beat.
(thank you, jen, for the expression. it has become highly useful in all aspects of my life.)

just gotta get through this week. i've got this urge (again) to throw everything away, get a haircut and withdraw all my money (like all $300 of it) and go live in the galapagos (or africa) in a shack. and never come back.

a child should never have to bring her parents to the hospital.
i might be ok with it once they're senile, but that won't be happening for another thirty years.

it's a good thing my acne is distributed symmetrically on my face; otherwise i'd just look a mess.

... ;)

http://www.abc.net.au/science/news/enviro/EnviroRepublish_366856.htm

teehee.
school's out, jiggety jig. now let's see...what kind of trouble can i get myself into next?

madison was a bust. except for the break dance battle, that is. these kids are amazing, and i wish my pictures could show it but they just don't do them justice.