mm, stretch

hmm, i wonder if there's a way for me to add music... that'd be cool.

anyway, i really felt like trying to blog again... i know one of my previous attempts is here on blogger, brokentypewriter. but, of course, there's no way to search for it!

ah well...

mm, i really feel like stretching...

i'm highly amused by the fact that it's quarter to 11, and cesley's still in bed! she said she'd be going to the gym today, since she has no classes until her project class starts. oh, how i envy her.

there's now a board on the floor that we're allowed to draw and write on. so, last night a bunch of us spent at least an hour, probably 2, covering it in weird and vaguely inappropriate things. mostly due to nicole and jenny... no clue what sami's gonna say when she takes the time to actually read it... hopefully we won't get into too much trouble. i mean, really. she should've known! we're the really awkward and inappropriate 8th floor! it's just what we do!

oh, yeah. i'm going home this weekend. finally, lol. i'm going for the glorious event that is scottish weekend at renn fest. i'm taking the greyhound to dc, where yasha's gonna pick me up and drive me the rest of the way. cuz, for some reason, he wants to drive me but he doesn't want to come all the way down to richmond. well, that makes sense. it's 3 frickin hours. as it is, the bus trip to dc is gonna take almost 3 hours... stupid bus... well, it was $26 of my dad's money, so whatever. i don't really care.

i just need to figure out if i'll walk or bike the 3 miles to the station. i still don't really trust my bike being left there for 3 days. behind the dorm, sure! at a strange bus depot, ehh... not sure. but it's gonna be about an hour walk... not fun... well, i'll figure it out. i've got a few days still.