1. How to be a Recluse. And Love It.
2. So You have Genital Herpes. What Now?
3. Blogging For Dummies. (That one probably is printed. And I may or may not have read it.)
4. Hoarding: Where Do I Put All This S***?
5. Guide to Ordering Drinks at Starbucks: Tall, Grande, and Cardiac Arrest.
6. Planes, Trains, and Automobiles. No thanks I've got my 10-speed: How to Be a Hipster.
I will be collecting royalties when these books are written.
I'm sitting in the library blogging when I should be studying for my Geology exam. Speaking of Geology I was in class the other day sitting next to the creepy Kevin Costner look alike and I began to think about being the first person to be on Earth. No matter what your beliefs there has to be some beginning point of humanity. It's not like we all popped into existence with Home-Depots and Cafe Rios and worked our way up from there. We had to start somewhere and I can't even imagine what that would be like. Pretty nutty.
I have single handedly destroyed 3 pairs of headphones this week. I am one of those insane people who like the regular old ipod headphones. I don't need the fancy ones that mold to my ears and block out all other sounds of the world. I just want my simple ones. I want to be able to hear people sneaking up on me. Call me low maintenance or paranoid but it's just how it is. So right now I'm using a pair with the little rubber part missing. I am worried that everyone around me can hear what I'm listening to. Not because I don't want to be annoying but because I'm worried they won't like my music. It's a real fear. Not everyone likes Rod Stewart, although they should.
I just witnessed a girl walking outside. She paused for a moment, looked around, then ran straight for a flock of pigeons. I wonder if she knows that people can see through windows. The pigeons on campus are vicious. Having become accustom to the hustle and bustle of the U of U campus they no longer fear humans. I have personally come close to being attacked and frankly I'm surprised that girl made it to the library alive.
This morning I had my History of Rock and Roll class with Morgan. I love this class because it's a fairly interesting subject and the teacher really knows his stuff. He just recites this information and gets really into his teaching. Today he demonstrated some dances from the 1960s such as the mashed potato, the swim, the twist, and many others. And as Morgan says it's a great way to start the morning. He also has some great quotes from people. Today he quoted, "Ladies and Gentleman he said, 'In the 1960s, God was a black girl and she knew how to sing.'" It's a great class.
I sent Katy Hunta a package on Tuesday. If she doesn't pick it up today I will be extremely upset. I get overly excited about surprises. Even though she knows it's coming and knows at least half of what's in it. She will probably think it's lame but lie to me and say that she loves it. Katy is good at that. And by that I mean being a good friend. What a kid.
Before I fall asleep in this immensely comfortable chair in the library and/or lose motivation to study I better finish up this post. So some random thoughts. The maintenance people at Chapel Glen like to watch Spanish soap operas in the lounge, loaded questions with the Westminster kids is always interesting, they are making a new Starbucks cup size and I think I just felt my heat fail, I found out we are all made of particles that were once part of stars, and the lithosphere is composed of the crust and the upper part of the mantle and is solid. Just getting some practice in.
Daley's improvement to our vacuum. The Dyson Devil. Probably better than your vacuum.
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