Photo of the Sometimes

Gives a whole new meaning to crabs, doesn't it?

Photo of the Sometimes

My baby shot me down and up and all around.

Photo of the Sometimes

It’s been too long. But I’m making a come back. Just you wait!

Iceland makes me happy even when it's gray. I'm going there someday.

Photo of the Sometimes

I'll be the color wheel, you can be the light wheel.

Photo of the Sometimes

A little excitement never killed anyone.

Small Updates of Myne Life

Hey y’all. (See, I have started utilizing “y’all” quite shamelessly. I blame Rémy for this. She loves it, I’m sure. It feels sort of out of place for me but I still do it. I do sort of like it. “Y’all.” Has a nice ring to it. Sounds very inclusive and friendly. But again, is it for me? Only time will tell.)

I have realized that I haven’t updated my blog in more than a month. Sad, sad, pathetic life. (Well, actually, maybe it means that my life is actually SO filled with activity and general up-to-no-goodery, I have little time or need to write on this blog. Or I’m just lazy.) I have been quite busy with classes (mostly readings. God. I have SO many readings to do. Even as I type this I have about 100 pages of Queer Theory readings to do for Bad in a Good Way, the Art of Failure for tomorrow. Scary. But I really like that class so I will bear the burden. With grace too.) and rehearsals for Nunsense (most of which I generally do not attend. And it makes me mad because I really feel like I should and I have SO much fun while I’m there.) and just spending time with friends.

I really am enjoying myself this year. Last year, for most of the first semester I had a problem with not having a solid group of friends to go back to. I felt like everyone around me had a close enclave of friends that they spent most of their time with and that I, being a both self-and-peer titled social butterfly, didn’t really have a “group” to go back to and I missed the security and familiarity that my close friends group from back home that offered me. This year, however, I’m so much more okay with just hanging out with whomever is available to do so at the moment. I think I got over my needless fear of “being forgotten or less liked” if I didn’t see people all the time. (I actually ate lunch on my own several times this year. Yay, self-development?)

I do feel slightly “anchorless” sometimes. I don’t see my closest friends for long periods of time on occasion. But I think I’m okay with that. I’ll just “float” wherever I happen to go to. (Wow. That sounded so much more poetic than I wanted it to.)

Buuuuut, what have I been up to otherwise? Highlights of the month include baking pumpkin cupcakes with salted caramel buttercream icing, going a(l)pple picking (FINARRY!) and painting a closet in many colors of the rainbow (Woot!) Oh and I’m not even mentioning senseless, drunken college time partying. (Club 72. There will be more carnage. Just you wait.)

...no one was hurt. Too much.

Photo of the Sometimes

Cloud-maker at work.