technology.

First of all, I would like to inform you all that I refrained from blogging about truly 2 horrible things that happened. So hooray for not being a bummer...?

This was the official weekend of amazing shows. Friday night, Jens Lekman. What a sweetheart.
Tonight was Joanna Newsom. My FAVORITE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I've come to a place where I can't speak about the things that move me.

I met a dog this week. Oh my goodness. There was this white-yellow, baby, giant schnauzer/retriever that cuddled up to me for about 40 minutes. I don't know what it was... but I fell head over heals for this little thing. I've never felt this way about anything. Not about a boy... not about my family... nothing.
I filled out the papers and was literally seconds away from adopting, when my head caught up to me. I backed out at the last moment, and told them I'd be back the next day. I wasn't. But I came back the day after that. She had been housed. Thank God.
From the moment I met that dog until 2 days later when she was no longer an option I thought of nothing else. I still think about her every few minutes. But it does my heart well to know that God spared me from having care for something else, and she is taken care of.
I wish...

Back to technology:
I break everything. It's my touch.
In the past month my phone broke. They shipped me another one in the mail. The new beauty broke today.
My 3 year old iBook broke. My mom has been letting me use hers. I can feel it crumbling under my fingers.

pull me up, sailor. i'm sinking fast.

I'm not so sure I love Atlanta, anymore.

I used to worry about irrational things. I've spent my life crippled with anxiety over things like internet perverts, pick-pockets, sickness and failure.

Now I worry all the time about violent things that have happened to my friends. Let's talk about it:

My friend's girlfriend had the sense beaten right out of her, by a perfect stranger, while walking a few blocks back to her home. Pistol whipped, knocked out, kicked on the ground while laying in her own blood. She's chosen to be kind enough to the world by not owning a car, and walking has slapped her right in the face.

A guy from my high school was abducted at GA Tech while being nice enough to give some men directions. Because he had covered his face the whole time, they let him live by making him jump out of their while going 40 mph.

Just found out about my friend Bob being held at gunpoint for a few hours. Fantastic.

Dozens of students get carjacked at GA State every year. Many of whom have to empty their bank accounts for these gentlemen.

And how about the time a strange man followed my room mate home in the middle of the night and camped out in his car outside our house? At which time I called the police who didn't show up for AN HOUR AND A HALF!! And when the lone officer did show up, he spent his time lecturing us about what to do the next time someone is stalking her in the night... which was to... ironically... notify the police... who will do NOTHING for you. They won't even walk around your house with their little flashlights.




Why the hell should we try to extend kindness to anyone?
I understand that Jesus lived his life in danger, and expects us to follow by His example.
I've been told that there is nothing in our lives that the Lord hasn't endured Himself...
He's even been beaten to the edge of His life, and then murdered.
But He knew it was for the glory of God.
What happens today seems so senseless.
And was He ever raped?
Because the fear of that dominates my thoughts every day, and my nightmares each and every single night.



I've become a selfish person, valuing my own life.

oh yay.

I ran into that guy I from Lazarus Health Day that I blogged about.

His name is John. He hangs out at GSU.

Praise God for giving me the chance to make good on a promise.

only me.

After a hardy Carvers lunch on Friday afternoon, I opened my mail box and pulled out my water bill.
I hung up on the person who I was speaking to.

My bill was $2,427.20.

How in the world could a girl who showers but once (maybe twice) a week, flushes about once a day, crippled with paranoia about the draught have used this much water?
My bill is generally $11-$30 for crying out loud.

I had my water completely shut off on Friday. Before that I filled up 4 IKEA storage containers with water in our bathrooms so that we could live out of basins. It's pretty cool, actually. Kind of gross, but enlightening. It's good practice for when we RUN OUT OF WATER IN 3 MONTHS!

But seriously, City of Atlanta, I'm finding out that there are lots of people with bad water leaks. I mean, I haven't met anyone else who has 5,000 gallons of water A DAY spilling into the earth under their house... but... any amount sucks. Especially right now.

I'm expecting a news team to show up at my house to blame me for the city's problem. Any day now. This could only happen to the city's filthiest girl.




Shawn and I drove out to some dark place in Marietta before dawn this morning to watch the meteor shower. We saw 3. I think we were facing the wrong direction. It was still really nice.

Oh... and... I did a hip-hop dance class with David and Jessie. It was humiliating. As it turns out, I'm a horrible dancer, and I swore up and down I wouldn't do it again.
But it was nice to actually move around for a change... so I might.




P.S. after learning about how little I shower/flush, I understand if you don't want to stand too close to me. I just can't help my convictions.

fun's over.

I took it upon myself to dye my roots and hair. What did I do? I got redish/black hair.

I decided not to get my front tooth bleached inside, because I didn't want for my dad to spend $250 on my vanity.
So, today when they put the permanent cap in the back of my tooth, my dentist took it upon himself to "correct" my imperfections without asking.
Did you ever notice that my left front tooth is longer than the right one? Not anymore. D.D.S. robbed me of my favorite natural quirk. Now I have a perfectly symmetrical brown front teeth.
Hey, here's a thought, jackass: why didn't you just botox me? Because I obviously want what everyone else does.

Now I regret everything I've ever done to tamper with what God gave me. I wish I never started dying my hair. I feel terrible about it.
I wish that I were back to a pale, freckled, dirty blond. I feel like such a fake.

Be on Britney watch. I may shave my head.

I've really had the best week.

In spite of 4 exams, and a root canal, and other biological ailments... I have really had the best week.

I did as well as I could have possibly done on all 4 exams.
I ate at Chinese Budha.
I went to the Farmer's Market.
Shawn mowed my lawn as a surprise... because he's amazing.
I made a really good pitcher of sweet tea.
Klaus has been especially cute.
The Office and 30 Rock were great.
I finally got to watch Heroes with Sam (sad that my list includes tv programs).
The weather got so cold.
I saw Devin.
Sarah and I made horse noises.
I thrifted.
I had a heart-to-heart with Zach. Who I love.
I got my phone replaced for free.
My new nannying job is perfect.
I have an interview with the only place I really want to work at.
I just had a really nice glass of wine with a group of people who make me laugh.
And this weekend Lauren is moving into my room, and I'm moving into the room that Klaus loves best (I will miss you, Courtney).

There are so many things that I'm forgetting.
But life is so good.

the funniest thing.

Yesterday Jessie and I were walking through the Edgewood shopping center. Walking, walking, minding our own business. Suddenly we stepped over an airvent... and it blew my dress straight over my head. Just like in the movies.

It was probably my favorite moment in the history of my life.