Life in the Praxis

This weekend is the Haysville Fall Festival and they're doing it wrong. They moved the rides over to the parking lot of the public pool, then dug up all the grass where the rides were supposed to go and made it the scene of an antique tractor pull. Why did they do this? Why do I care? I'm really not sure, on both counts.

Speaking of counting (yeah, I could be a newscaster with these segues), guess where I'll be in 166 hours? AT THE AIRPORT, PEOPLE! I get my boyfriend back! (For six days only but shhhhh we're not thinking about that right now.) And on Sunday we'll go to the pumpkin patch and carve jack-o-lanterns, and on Monday we'll go to the salt mines, and on Thursday we'll go to the Most Excellent Surprise in Oklahoma (for real). And and and and and we'll watch some movies and maybe eat some fried ice cream and I don't know what else really but that's a pretty good start, right?

Two weeks to NaNoWriMo. Who's with me? Somebody? Anybody? Please?

Oh and also, go watch this. Now. Did you do it? Bet you're glad you did.

I do! I seem to average one blog post every what, 9 months? And now the day I choose to write something is the day that my new Vista install expired and I'm unable to use my laptop until I can call Microsoft and convince them to give me a new code. Now I have to use this funky laptop with the control key in the wrong freaking place.

And, since I really have nothing else to say, here's a random list of other things I happen to suck at:

• Grammar. See? "Things I suck at." That should have read, "things at which I suck." Here, go read a funny grammar joke.
• Remembering to take vitamins and allergy pills every day.
• Drawing.
• Keeping up with people by email or IM.
• Finishing what I start.
• Singing.
• Writing interesting blog posts.

I'm not being negative, though. There are plenty of things that I do perfectly well. For example:

• Cooking.
• Pitching people to buy new cabinets.
• Understanding French.
• Fixing computers.
• Writing boring blog posts.

See? Balance.

I was just thinking...I was really miserable throughout most of high school. Almost suicidal, actually. It's only looking back that I realize how miserable we all were. At the time it was just kind of the accepted state, the way allergies were my accepted state until I started living in this animal-free apartment (er...let's ignore the cat who's currently sleeping behind me). I'm so glad that time is over. Growing up definitely has its advantages. I don't know why I was thinking about high school. I'm all alone tonight, and loneliness tends to feed on itself, that must be why.

So I'd like to start blogging again. It's been my shyness keeping me from doing it, but I promised myself and Pik that I would try to get better. So...hi again, everyone! You know in a way it was easier when the internet was new and everybody used the same social networking program. Now we're all scattered. Not that I miss Livejournal. Just the word Livejournal makes me feel somewhat queasy.

The other problem is that I don't know what language to write in. Hell, I don't know what language to think in anymore.

I don't actually have anything to say. Love you guys, whoever's reading this.

[Mom, from upstairs] What are you doing?
[Me, from downstairs, clutching a Kleenex]...I'm blowing my nose.
[Mom] Oh. I thought you were...I thought you were moving furniture.

Oy.

Hey guess what, y'all - I got straight A's this semester! Woohoo! Psychology, Logic, and French Novel and Film. All A's. Weeeee! I should do the happy Gollum dance. I haven't done the happy Gollum dance since middle school but I've been watching Lord of the Rings this past week, so it seems appropriate.

At any rate I just felt like bragging on myself a bit. So now that's done. I wanted to email Mathieu and tell him how rockin' I am, but I think I could tell him in person before he'd get a chance to check his email. Because in exactly 22 hours, we go to pick him up at the airport.

Three cheers for being a giant geek who's way too psyched about good grades from an easy semester.