"My life is an awkward visit from the kid's table while awaiting a History Channel special"

--chris colfer.

debatably my favorite actor on one of my favorite shows ...

GLEE!!!

...

as kurt, the flamboyant, high-pitched, defying-gravity-singer whom i adore!

(just one of maaaannnnnyyy lovable characters on the show)

which brings me to the true topic of my post...

GLEE COMES BACK APRIL 13TH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

seriously.....could i love this show any more???

i'm home i'm home i'm home

i'm home! (in case the title of this post didn't tell you that already...in which case i would most definitely regard you as rather dimwitted or slow on the uptake)

checklist of things to do:

-meet lyle

-ride horse

-do laundry

-visit pk, kmpk, bk, agk

all completed!

success.

checklist related recaps:

lyle is the most precious puppy on earth. he is the opposite of max in almost every way...which is refreshingly new and interesting. i've carried him around like a baby all day-- either cradled in my arms, or on my hip (he even puts his paw/arm around my neck to hold on--sooo adorable). i. love. this. dog.

i love visiting kmpk, pk, bk, & agk (despite this visit, agk being asleep [blast!] and bk growling at me [oh well, still like that dog]). i always leave their house feeling outrageously cheerful and optimistic. i think it's thrilling that i can pop over there and we're all just chattering away with so many topics of discussion bouncing about the room nonstop--legitimately two of maybe eight people i could say i would never run out of things to talk about with. it's just fun! and i really don't care how creepy i am...and even though i creepy stalker them sometimes ... they're also some of the coolest people i've ever known (and the most precious babe i've ever seen!!!).

final note:

apologies for the general disorganizationalism within the content of my most recent blogposts...i've failed to proofread my blogging recently and pretty much just type the ramblings going on in my head (i suppose that's sort of the purpose of blogging to begin with...it begins to lose its authenticity once it becomes to revised, eh?).

trundle along now...

HOME!

surprise!!!

out of the blue my coach offered me the opportunity to go home for the weekend and, despite being conflicted (didn't want to miss my babes kick indiana and alabama's ass saturday! [or miss seeing my beloved B]), took her up on the offer and said, "yeah....i really want to go home."

i CAN NOT WAIT:

-to be back in the fax, soakin up the nova lovin' and just loving my life again (something about home does that...isnt it silly? i didnt think id be one of those kids but then i went to college and turns out im just as attached to home as everyone else is)

-to meet lyle, the precious black poodle puppy (mother & lyle are picking me up at the train station)

-to EXIST IN NORTHERN VIRGINIA (sorry if thats repetitive, but i think it needed to be said again)

[on a side note, i've been meaning to explain (initiate) something: my 310 professor, dr. lemahieu is awesome. he always goes off on these tangents in the middle of a discussion on say...the passive voice or characterization, etc. these tangents are more often than not related to his adorable four year old daughter alice (who he brought to class last week and she taught us about the alphabet) (who is obsessed with the clemson cheerleaders and wore her mini-clem cheerleader costume to teach us the alphabet last week) (who fist pumps to "party in the usa"). after several of these tangents in the first weeks of class, he finally determined that at the end of such tangents he would declare "end bracket" if it was a particularly long tangent, or "end parantheses" if it was merely a quick side note (do note the brackets come far more frequently than the parantheses), thus to "continue the flow of the class discussion." in the spirit of dr. lemahieu, and given the multiple tangents i tend to go off on within parantheses or brackets within my blog, from henceforth now-so-on, i shall declare at the end of such rambles--"end bracket/parantheses"]

end bracket.

love every moment

as i said before, love is situational, however, there is one love i have that transcends time, space, setting, and any other condition you could possibly consider.

i love the gmail fox

to precede my explanation of my love for the gmail fox, i must address a fact that few people truly understand.

gmail is the best webmail in existence. hands down. gmail chat? best chat around. far surpasses any other instant messenger, including, in some instances, even cellular text messaging.

further, gmail video chat is the best video chat in existence. always reliable, regardless of internet service, location, etc!

but the most important reason gmail is the best, is that they offer you themes for your inbox. sure, there's the standard beach scenes, and "peaceful rocks" (as S employs--nothing against peaceful rocks, dear --sorry, i was just informed the correct term is "pebbles"--), but the best gmail theme is most definitely the gmail fox or "tea house" theme.

oh, how i love my gmail fox.

at any point in the day, i can login to my inbox and see my gmail fox partaking in his various activities

for example:

lighting his lanterns

feeding his duck friends

slicing carrots

watering his bonsai tree

giving his baby duck friend a bath

rice picking (it had to happen didnt it?)

practicing karate with his bunny friends

or

tea time with mr. monkey!

....he's so unbearably adorable i can hardly take it!

he troddles about in his little rice-picker's (for lack of better term--apologies if this is offensive?), in his cute little two story house with lovely backyard and his various animal friends.

gmail fox....i love you.

look alive, people

spring break 2010.

instead of planting my happy ass in the sand in panama city (like everyone and their mom seems to be this week)

(ah, wouldnt that be nice?)

or wasting time at home
or even taking road trips to see other friends at other schools
...
i am dedicating 5-6 hours a day to time on the water or at the boathouse

rowing spring training.

the good news is it is far less miserable than winter break training (pretty much wanted to die after that week), and the weather is far more pleasant (65 yesterday afternoon--heavenly!)

aaand we've found ways to entertain ourselves

my futon has been the site of a all-afternoon cuddlefest with Kl and V where we've had "mindfuck" movie marathons to include the films: v for vendetta (awesome), memento (AWESOME), and requiem for a dream (CRAZY. WTFFF)

the bad news is...

i pretty much have no use except for like...leftover/-just-in-case-coxswain

which is frustrating. i'm not saying i am the best, but just that i am not accustomed to being second-best and being useless and not getting water time and knowing im never getting a race this season....its just upsetting watching all my friends have their sense of unity as a boat and getting excited about upcoming races and ...not getting to be part of that.

i just want a weekend home to get away from all things rowing and then i'd be good to go and handle the upsettness... :/

but alas, i don't get to return home until may...sigh.