my orange polka dotted umbrella is missing

it's raining and i'm caught up again in the romance of this day. i have become engrossed in a novel and had thoughts to remark on my perculiarity.

par exemple: (that's french )
i laugh out loud. look around to see if anyone is watching me. get teary eyed. am sucked in, sigh out loud. i have to put the book down to grapple with reality (usually in 5 minute spans). get excited. dance around. usually end up falling asleep at least once to the rhythm of dancing words on a page. i am silly really with all of it.

yesterday i admitted to spying on people out loud. i'm not creepy about it. i just am intrigued so i listen in on conversations. get absorbed in their lives. i think lindsey t. understands this.

also got caught up in pummill hall while the storm was going on. this was the first time i have been in academia while storming. i kept my cool regardless of the shivers that kept going down my spine with the thunder. thank God Nicole let us take refuge in her wonderful home/apartment. i think she's lovely. we watched the hallmark channel and talked about poetry, novelists, and cheesy movies. we have a date tonight to watch broken flowers.
in other news: my mom told me that she's moving away from the home we grew up in. bittersweet. but good. she's needs to get away. closer to good hospitals and em can grow up somewhere far away from the small mindedness of perry mo. i enjoyed my home. i enjoyed my childhood (for the most part). but what is more i enjoy my family and what makes them happier makes them stronger. they need to feel happiness. it's been way too long.




currently reading (and caught up in): The Time Traveler's Wife by Audrey Niffenegger

currently listening : elliot smith

currently drinking : honey latte