After a lovely week of rest and relaxation in Texas, I once again find myself back at a little christian college campus in Northwest Arkansas. Times like these remind me that time is quite a strange thing. It seems like forever since my lovely lady arrived here for her spring break a couple Saturdays ago, but it seems like no time at all since I arrived at this campus for the first time. I don't think the human mind truly interprets time linearly.
Of course, my mind is hardly an accurate summation of human minds in general. I'm much too scatterbrained for that. I think that people do tend to list events in their minds in order of importance and emotional significance however, not just on a chronological timeline. What I ate for breakfast this morning may not inhabit my memory nearly as clearly as that time that a pretty little Texas girl rested her head on my shoulder on a bus in Florida.
I don't even know where all of this is going. Right now I'm just posting something on my blog because I really don't want to write my three page analysis essay that's due tomorrow. Three pages and I can't seem to get more than a couple paragraphs squeezed out of my brain. I want to just go to bed and do it in the morning, but that seems somewhat scary to me, because I don't know if I'll have time to complete it before class at 11. Ah well. I think that's what I'm going to do. My eyes are starting to blur.
Tootles!
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Hot Springs brain spasm!
Fall Break 2010. 5 hour drive to Hot Springs. Car full of cinema majors. Nuff said.
Michael farted uproariously and smells lovely tonight. Meadows are the place to frolic when kids and monkeys convene to eat Vanessa vigorously. Unexpectedly I appeared with sticks upraised beating michael until coconuts emerged from the house in the forest to eat boogers and set around green tables. Paradoxically, Jesse jumped down into the river and fell face first sideways on an apple named George, who liked bicycles named Sylvester from Hawaii with Vanessa and Jonathan to three four otherwise back at him. Turtles crouch under the rock, named Al, that loved another penelope the fine look fangoriously superstitious obnoxious, obsessed with jelly named Bo. Peanut butter with tooth paste smeared all horses doesn’t justify murder. Judge punished some carnivores arbitrarily for misbehaving without shorts or turtles.
Also, for your amusement:
Michael farted uproariously and smells lovely tonight. Meadows are the place to frolic when kids and monkeys convene to eat Vanessa vigorously. Unexpectedly I appeared with sticks upraised beating michael until coconuts emerged from the house in the forest to eat boogers and set around green tables. Paradoxically, Jesse jumped down into the river and fell face first sideways on an apple named George, who liked bicycles named Sylvester from Hawaii with Vanessa and Jonathan to three four otherwise back at him. Turtles crouch under the rock, named Al, that loved another penelope the fine look fangoriously superstitious obnoxious, obsessed with jelly named Bo. Peanut butter with tooth paste smeared all horses doesn’t justify murder. Judge punished some carnivores arbitrarily for misbehaving without shorts or turtles.
Also, for your amusement:
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