and i mostly believed her and she mostly believed me.

time to cross some things off of my to-do list:
1. complete graduation papers
2. turn in completed graduation papers
3. get a haircut
4. teach igby to tap-dance (in progress. though, he is quite a good ballroom dancist.)
5. send out grad-school application
6. spend too much money on a new guitar
7. study for linear algebra quizzes

i am so close to leaving the financial aid office i can taste it, and it tastes better than bacon flavored jelly beans. this weekend i am going to visit the corn mazes for the first time. should be exciting. but i am never going to go to branson. i refuse. i take pride in the fact that i can be in southern missouri for 4 years and never step foot inside the city limits of branson. i don't care if there are cool bathrooms there, nor do i care if there is all you can eat crab leg's. its still branson, missouri. i don't need to be exposed to that sort of abhorration of nature.

too much music and so little time...

so here i am, sitting at my computer, typing, typing, typing while listening to some tunes on new headphones. but i should be at my computer typing my homework instead of writing in this stupid thing. i just dont feel like doing homework since its not due till 12pm on wednesday. the only problem is that i go to class all day tomorrow, work from 5-midnight, and then have to work in the financial aid department wednesday morning. so i pretty much have to do my homework now. i will be so happy once i can quit the financial aid office (probably this week or next). i would love to quit the bowling alley but i like free bowling and a check every 2 weeks.

everyone will be happy to hear that i ended my corrupt habit of downloading music, but not before i got a bunch of modest mouse and miles davis. but i deleted the program and i have been clean for a whole day now. i need to tell zach to keep an eye on me and intervene in case i start rushing in the next few days and need a hit of new downloads. while getting this free music, i have also been buying a lot. like the new iron & wine/calexico collaberation "in the reins" which is phenomenal. i also got mogwai, red house painters, the album leaf, belle and sebastian, and pre-ordered the new my morning jacket. fun fun fun. so glad i have my mp3 player and good headphones to enjoy the tunes.

i might buy a new guitar. i feel like spending money. i increased my school loan today so i buy something expensive. my list of options are: 1. a bike (almost completely ruled out, though). 2. new guitar (most likely). 3. a laptop (i don't really need one, but it would be nice and come in handy). i guess i could save all this money, too, and possibly move out of my parents' house sooner than if i spent the money. these choices weigh too heavily on my mind. if i could just win the lottery then such decisions would not need to be considered. but even if i had several million dollars, i still could not buy a cure for feline lukemia. nor could i buy myself and ankle that doesn't pop with each step i take when i run. stupid ankle. but i could buy enough orange-strawberry-banana twister and apricot nectar to last a lifetime. that would be euphoric.

i think i spend too much time dreaming about having money. i think i spend too much time not doing my homework.

saeglopur is my favorite.

so i got the new sigur rós album on friday (or saturday, i don't remember). anyhoo, it's really good. track six (saeglopur) is my favorite off the album as of right now. it's definitally a sigur rós album: beautiful, serene yet intense, and almost ethereal. i think that jónsi is actually singing in icelandic again, as opposed to the hopelandic vocals on the () album and olsen olsen from ágætis byrjun. not that it matters very much. i can't hear the difference between icelandic and icelandic gibberish, anyway.

i cut my head open today. actually, i had some guy in a lab coat cut my head open. four times, to be exact. then he sewed it shut with long, blue sutures that i am still confusing for stiff hair. so now my head hurts. i had four (4) cysts removed from my scalp starting around 11am today. it might have been sooner but some stupid receptionist told me that the office was at cox north, but really it was nearer to cox south. i can't exactly just run over to the other building and still be on time for my appointment. i had to drive several miles to the other side of town. that made for a fun morning even before the local anesthetic that didn't completely do it's job was injected into my body. but now my scalp is cyst-less and i am just sitting at home, not preparing for math seminar tomorrow. why do i need to know about generating a basis for a topology anyway? i don't want to get a ph.d. in math. i just want my masters in math ed so i can teach in new york. silly doctor tosh. silly little canadian.

and don't worry. i'm still procrastinating my thermodynamics as well. and graduation papers. and other things that need to be sorted out once the pain in my scalp dissapears, hopefully by the end of this weekend. hopefully sooner. hopefully.

so tegan and sara are playing in columbia on oct. 11th and i want to go. i would love to listen to two canadian girls singing into the midwestern air and give me some sense of hope that i, too, can visit missouri for a little bit and then speed on out of here.

mother, oh mother...go dig my grave both wide and deep

i'm told that all the finest women come from africa. chris bridges told me that. well, he didn't tell me personally, but nevertheless i found it out from him. i don't know if they have to be directly from africa or if they can be descendants of africans. i'll have to call up chris and ask him to clarify his statement for me so i can determine it's validity.

do you ever get the feeling that you are anxious for something, but have no idea why? or that you feel the need to tell people something but don't really know what it is? i kinda feel that way. i've got too many thoughts floating around my head and too many things i am feeling all at once that i don't really know what is going on. but if it continues you will be able to finally see a person become soup while walking down the sidewalk. or maybe you will just be able to see pictures of it. either way, it will be exciting and worth a glance or two.

i want a bicycle. zach bought one and i think i should get one, too, but not just because zack got one. it would be a good way to stay in shape and stuff. the only problem is that the kind of bike i want can end up being a bit pricey. i just don't like mountain bikes, and i can't really justify buying a new road bike. maybe i will just say "screw you, bank account! i'm getting a decent bike! suck on that, monthly balance statement!" yeah, i feel like saying that to a lot of things, but only replacing key words with other ones, like 'bank account' with 'evangel', or 'decent bike' with 'manicure', or 'monthly balance statement' with 'coldplay'.

i think the folk tunes are calling my name. excuse me while i enjoy the soothing melodies that a guitar and mandolin can exude.