For some reason my g.mom has been watching a lot of BBC and Aljazeera. It feels like such an international household.

Boa’s latest single: ‘Lose Your Mind’ is way too infectious for it’s own good. The B-side track: ‘Smile Again’ isn’t bad either. She’s really coming out with good music lately. Go Boa.

It’s just a bit lonely back at home.
I look in the corner and expect to see that little bed,
but at a second glance, there’s nothing there but empty space.
A little bit more silence, a little bit less life.
A decade of habit is hard to erase, rather – adjust.
I miss my doggy.

Siiiigh

There was some extreme studying going on today. I’m glad I accomplished so much though. I love the feeling of accomplishment.

Unfortunately, on a sadder note, my apartment flooded today. Turns out the idiots upstairs left water on and then it started seeping. Now my bathroom is a bog and pieces of Jared’s room is soggy. The worst part is that now I’m forced to use Jared’s bathroom, but I won’t be able to pee nor shower in the morning because he sleeps at strange hours and doesn’t wake until the sun goes down. Isn’t that a little sick?

NEXT. I gave Pele away to Linda, Connie, and their apartment mates today. It was somewhat, moderately sad to see him go but at the same time I don’t regret it at all. They seemed to really think he was cute, and their apartment looked really clean. Hopefully that implies that they will be able to keep Pele alive for another year or so. I will visit on occasion, so there wasn’t much of a sadness when I dropped him off. Silly hamsters – never again. But I’m really glad that I found a new and loving home for him though.

Just an entry for the day toward consistency sake

Who would have thought, huh?

HAHAHA this is so horrible I just couldn’t help myself.
I have to pass it on:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=geim0TudQyc

Every once and a while I become reminded:

GOSH I miss Europe.

…Rather. The adventures associated with a life of travel.
Does that spring from the prestige of the action
or the thrill of knowing that I can actually survive?
Both are true. So I guess the next step in the process
is establishing a realistic career out of this.

Cogs are turning.

Urgh. I don’t know what to do.

My roommate bought a hamster last year named Pele.
I guess he was cool for the first months or so, but now I seem to be the only one to take care of it. This isn’t fair. Plus, I’m the busiest person in this household so I always forget and find Pele’s cage in disarray without food or water.

I really, really want to give him away but there are no takers. There are no outlets for me to sell him, and I wouldn’t feel right just leaving his cage next to the dumpster or something. I don’t know what to do at all.

If anything I’m the most mad at my roommate for committing to such an impulsive buy. When someone is so inconsiderate to another living being, that’s when I start getting angry. Not to mention that he just brushes the issue aside, not caring whether Pele lives or dies.

Urgh again. The frustration!

Today I had to dress business formal for AKPsi induction.
Upon walking out, I was greeted to a field of snow.
Seattle has never been so white, and I have never been so penguined up.
I felt like a grown ass man because of it.

Any way, the point of this entry was that the campus looked beautiful
as I waltzed through and plowed my way past pounds of the fluffy stuff.

I have felt so ugly recently.
The opportune moment to capture,
any truth that tends to hide.

I’m extremely rusty, but I miss the studio.
Put me there – I seek to pose in the lens
and see what comes out the other end.