Signs

My scrambled eggs looked like France this morning. I'm serious! Look!



It's a crappy camera phone picture, but you get the idea. I of course took this as an omen that my French final would go really well. And it did! Tres facile as the French say (that first e needs an accent, but I'm way to lazy to look up how to do that. I know I have it bookmarked on my computer somewhere...) And now I'm completely finished with this quarter. I just need to pack and hop on a ferry and then I'm home!

Descisions, Descisions

So I'm thinking about selling this sucker back to bookstore, which makes me really sad for some reason. I can't really think of a good reason to keep it, other than the fact that I've grown irrationally attached to it. Sure, it's full of interesting texts that I'll probably want to read again, but it's over 3,000 pages, so I'm not very likely to just pull it out of my purse and read it on the bus. If I don't sell it back, it will more than likely just languish on my bookshelf for years until I finally get rid of it.

I'd probably get $20 for it - 10 americanos at Stumptown, though in reality I'd probably give the money to Dad, being the one who paid for it originally. Descisions, Descisions. I keep giving myself ridiculous reasons not to sell it back: I'd have to take all the color coded sticky notes out! It has my inane scribblings in it, that I really don't want other people to read!

I have until Friday to sell it back. We'll see what happens.

Plan B

So, originally my plan was to post picture on this blog. I was thinking, maybe one a day with some sort of witty commentary under it. I had everything planned, even what I was going to take a picture of today, only to realize that I have absolutely no clue where the chord to my camera is. Well. I have a blog. I have pictures on my camera. But ne'er the twain shall meet!

To make up for this, I leave you (who is this you you speak of? It's not like anyone is reading this yet) with a Flight of the Conchords Video. Just because.

Here We Go Again

When I told Herr E this morning that I was thinking about starting a blog, he looked me and said "Don't you already have one?"

Well, I do. This is probably the fifth or sixth blog that I've created. Of the other ones, I've forgotten most of their addresses and log in info, so I couldn't update them even if I wanted to. By now I've run out of catchy title's and usernames, hence the random Beowulf references. I'm not sure where those came from.

But the plan for this blog is to keep track of oh so interesting things that happen in my fabulous Seattle life, though in all likelihood I'll be too distracted to keep up with it by April. We'll see how it goes.