sleep? nah...

It is almost five o'clock in the morning and I am not asleep. I am not really even tired right now. Why? Good question, I do not know. Reason says I should, not just because it is really really late but because I haven't really gotten a good night of sleep in...how long? Another good question. Tonight I wanted to bake cookies (or just make cookie dough) and watch Cold Mountain. I got to do neither but I'm ok with that...I did suggest the first at midnight and the second at two A.M. so it is somewhat understandable that I got vetoed. At least I'm not doing push ups or any form of working out right now, unlike other people I know who probably are doing just that this very moment. No, I am laying in bed, writing online, listening to a sappy mix of music with artists like Howie Day, Keri Noble, Tyler Hilton, Matchbox 20, Damien Rice, Jewel (yes, I said Jewel), Matt Nathanson, and many others on it. My eyes are bloodshot but they have been like that since I woke up this morning. Lovely, don't you agree? My parents gave me avocados for my birthday. And a placemat. Not even kidding. You want to know what is funny though? I thoroughly enjoy both gifts. Gotta love it.
sleep? maybe...
:end sidenote

empty house

Common Ground is a completely different place when its empty. Its not better or worse than usual, just different. Very peaceful but I think, like any house, it would get lonely after a while.
The canOPy is up again and is doing splendidly especially with the rearrangement in the room.
I called Comcast with an internet service question and the girl asked for the phone number of the account to which I said, "Uh, 651-6...9...9...um...651-699.....I have no idea what my phone number is, I can't lie." I have been living here for five months. Sad.
Friday night Cat, Kyle and I went to a concert a Club 3 Degrees, which was a really cool place by the way, and before we went I fixed pasta carbonera. There was so much pasta I felt like Strega Nona cooking it...no one know who that is though so I felt silly after making the comparison...there was plenty for everyone, even when Matt and Jonas and Ryan showed up and ate. Then Andy and I had it for dinner again last night. So did Tiff. There's still some left over. I made a lot, what can I say, I'm Italian...as if that is an excuse.
Tonight is my pre-birthday dinner with the rents at Kinkaids. Mmm...they have a killer shrimp dish I can't wait to order. Off to get all fancy!
:end sidenote

Sidney Jane

I know I just posted but Mama just called to tell me my 6 year old cousin, Sidney, is really sick. She just got diagnosed with juvenile onset diabetes and they sent her down to the LA Children's Hospital from up in Ventura. She's a fighter but she's also one sick little girl right now so please keep her in your prayers. If you're the praying type. If you aren't, make a wish on a star for her or whatever you've got....we'll take what we can get.

:end sidenote

imaginIFF

So last night people were in my living room, playing this game, imaginiff and I asked Elizabeth to explain the premis of the game. She read this example outloud:
"imagine if caley were the chorus of a song. which would she be?
1. 'you're so vain, you prob'ly think this song is about you'
2. 'i can't get no satisfaction'
3. 'how much is that doggy in the window? the one with the waggly tail.'
4. 'country roads, take me home, to the place i belong'
5. 'red red wine, stay close to me'
6. 'goodness, gracious, great balls of fire'"
she finished reading it, thought for a minute, and said, "do you realize how many of these apply to you?!?" thank you. i know i am amazing, no need to point it out, really.

Last night I told Andy I had never played bloody knuckles as a child. He was more than happy to initiate me into the game as he had already played, and beat, me in bumper pool and some random strategy game in our basement. We called a truce and today I am wondering why they don't call it 'bruised and swollen knuckles' instead of bloody knuckles.

Anne and I played today. It was really good; we needed to catch up. We think so much a like our ideologies match up so well that its always comforting to compare life notes. Then I went out for coffee with Matt (at Boo, scandalous!) to say goodbye before he leaves for his study abroad.
I just finished burning a cd. Who knew it could take so much out of you... I'm drained...

:end sidenote

'STAY BACK STAY ALIVE'

I'll marry the first person to make me a shirt that says that...the same thing that is on the back of snow plows...
_____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____
MIRACLE DRUG- U2
I want to trip inside your head
Spend the day there…
To hear the things you haven’t said
And see what you might see

I want to hear you when you call
Do you feel anything at all?
I want to see your thoughts take shape
And walk right out

Freedom has a scent
Like the top of a new born baby’s head

The songs are in your eyes
I see them when you smile
I’ve had enough I’m not giving up
On a miracle drug

Of science and the human heart
There is no limit
There is no failure here sweetheart
Just when you quit…

I am you and you are mine
Love makes nonsense of space
And time… will disappear
Love and logic keep us clear
Reason is on our side, love…

The songs are in your eyes
I see them when you smile
_____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____
Miracle, miracle drug
Kathleen- by Josh Ritter
all the other girls here are stars—you are the Northern Lights
they try to shine in through your curtains—you’re too close and too bright
they try and they try but everything that they do
is the ghost of a trace of a pale imitation of you....
....I’ll be yours for a song
I know you are waiting and I know that it is not for me
but I’m here and I’m ready and I’ve saved you the passenger seat
I won’t be your last dance just your last goodnight
every heart is a package tangled up in knots someone else tied....
....so crawl up your trellis and quietly back into your room
and I’ll coast down the length of your drive by the light of the moon
and the next time I see you—a new kind of hello
both our hearts have a secret only both of us know
‘bout the night that I drove you back home
_____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____
So Damn Lucky- Dave Matthews
Everythings different
With my head in the clouds
I hit this corner
With my foot on the gas
I started sliding, I lose it
Everything's different just like that

Oh my God, wait and see
What will soon become of me?
Frozen heart
Screaming wheels
Does that screaming come from me?

Now I'm thinking that you did all you could
When you said "My love
Take it slowly..."
"Ok," is what I said
Oh my God, wait and see
What will soon become of me?

Take me back, 'cause just before I was spinning
Take me back, just before I got dizzy
Take me back, amazing what a minute can do
Just like you
So, so, slide, slide, up, around, around, around
Amazing what a minute can do
Around, Around, Around
"Forgive me",
"Ok."
_____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____
:end sidenote

joint custody

So, apparently my two beds in my two separate homes have been granted joint custody of my body. This is how it works: I can only spend half a night at a time at Common Ground. When I wake up there, no matter what time it is, I have to drive back to West St. Paul. Its fabulous, really. Easy drive at 3am...
I'm addicted to MAC and Halley at Nordstrom is my new favorite friend. Not only did Mom get Blushbaby to add some color to her cheeks as a surprise to make her feel better (I'm an amazing daughter)but Star violet, Woodwinked and Hand forged have all been adopted into my MAC family.
I think I got stalked on the way home from the Mall. This guy in a gold Volvo was doing strange things with his vehicle. It was disturbing.
Mands and I watched Garden State last night. I loved it. And not like "pizza love" loved it, like true, deep, meaningful love...the kind you read about sometimes. Soulmate love. Ok, that might be pushing it but it was fabulous. If you haven't seen it, rent it. Or just buy it because you're going to want to own it after you see it anyway. Its right up there with Eternal Sunshine. They're tied for first in my book.
:end sidenote

"won't you be mine...

...won't you be mine, won't you be my neighbor"
ah Mr. Rogers. Not sure what inspired that one, might have been the snow.
So I have tried to write posts on here for the past 3 or 4 days in a row and have come up with nothing. Even this morning I have written and rewritten several pages and then deleted them all because none of them were quite right. Am I being too picky? Perhaps.
Life is just really good right now. I can't explain it. Things aren't perfect by any means...Dad had surgery this week on his mouth but is doing well. Mom is really sick for the third time this winter. Paul's car broke down this week and one of my best friends isn't coming back to UST after this semester, maybe not even after this J-term. This week I've been sicker than I have been in I don't know how long, Common Ground was chaos yesterday....but life is good. I'm happier than I have been in a really long time.
I just finished an interesting book called the Rapture of Canaan by Sheri Reynolds. I'll leave you with my two favorite quotes from the novel:

"There's only so much room in one heart. You can fill it up with love or you can fill it up with resentment. But every bit of resentment you hold takes space away from the love. And the resentment don't do no good noway, but look what love can do."

"I fell asleep the way I reckon people fall in love, without even knowing its happening."
:end sidenote

i'm ick

Which is like sick, but slightly different...I'm just not sure how.
Riddle:
What do you do when you are freezing cold but can't run a bath hot enough to warm you up because your body temp is so high everything just feels lukewarm?
(sidenote: this is not the answer :end sidenote)
If you know me then you probably know I'm a freeze baby (or snow princess or ice queen, whatever works for you) to an extreme and from November through May I am cold. There is actually a reason for this: I have an abnormally low body temp. Yes, while the rest of you sit at a sweltering 98.5 degrees F I am forever shivering at about 97.5...a full degree colder. This may not seem like much but how warm do you feel when you have a 99.5 degree temp? That is how much colder I always feel. In addition, when I am sick, a 99.5 temp for me is like a 100.5 for you. This is why I am miserable at my current 101.5 degrees.
Had enough of my whining? Sorry, though I don't really see it as whining. I see it as highly sophisticated medical reasoning so booya.
I got a letter from the president today. Out of the five people who have seen it thus far none of us can quite tell if it is hand written or not. Why did he write me a letter? No flipping clue. What did it say? I'm not telling! (sidenote: if you know, don't tell or i'll have to...well, you know the drill :end sidenote) Ah the mystery, the intrigue (which i can't spell).
Class tomorrow.
Grocery shopped today. I'm the worst bagger known to man...fyi.
:end sidenote

ouch

I hurt. Pretty much everywhere. But I am NOT getting sick and I do NOT have a fever.
Bekah is coming home tonight and guess who gets to pick her up at the airport! me me me pick me. It's me. Picking people up from the airport makes me feel like an adult. I can't explain why, it just does.
I decided today that for spring break I am either going to do nothing here at home or do nothing in California but I don't want to do any real traveling because I never actually relax when I do. So, who wants to go to California with me?
A random quote from one of my favorite poets, Jose Marti:

Todo es hermoso y constante,
Todo es música y razón,
Y todo, como el diamante,
Antes que luz es carbón.

The other day on Jepordy I won $2,000 because he was the answer to the question and I got it right. My mom was tres impressed.
Speaking of Mom, she is at the Ordway with Gloria who just got back from Zambia, Africa so Dad and I are having homemade bruschetta and lobster for dinner. Since all I've eaten today is a piece of pie it should be good. If I can just manage to find an appetite....
:end sidenote