You're a towel.

Someone recently told me they had read my blog and that I was insane.


Last night I saw the Sex and the City movie, which I will not talk about here because of certain Logans who wish to remain unspoiled. I will tell you this: Rosebud is a purse.

Then also last night I stayed up all night. Like, all night. I didn't even SLEEP, which is what I normally do (lately for nine to ten hours at a time). That might be one of the only all-nighters I've ever pulled. I honestly don't know how people function on no sleep. I don't know if I applaud them, or just observe them keenly but warily. What are they trying to hide? And if that question doesn't make any sense, then: Why are they so alert?

Good news: My secret agent/Asian friend told me last night that golf courses often double as weapons bunkers. When questioned, however, he admitted they they do not have jets underneath them like the basketball court in X-Men. Disappointing. But, still. If I had known this sooner, I would have been way more likely to finally go to that GCC golf camp my dad kept bugging me about for like, eight summers in a row.

Golf camp. Psh. The only thing about golf that I'm good at is absolutely nothing. The first day of golf class at Thunderbird I picked up a left-handed club. I can't even watch it correctly. I always accidentally fall asleep or kill myself.

So. That's what's been going on here. A whole lot of nothing. I did finish What is the What, and am now reading Middlesex. Oh, and whenever I feel like going to campus again, one of my papers is ready to pick up. So that should be good, hopefully. OK! Bye!

I am not dead yet.

Last Friday I left for London where I did these fun things:

I saw Bon Iver and Iron & Wine play, I saw Spamalot, I went to the British Museum, the National Gallery and the National Portrait Gallery, the Natural History Museum, Kensington Gardens, Windsor Castle, and I saw A Midsummer Night's Dream at the Globe Theatre. Everything was var nice. Joe and I had a good time hanging out, and he came back to Bristol with me on Wednesday. We went to Bath and saw Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull.

Now I am back in Bristol just relaxing and trying to figure out what to do next. It's hard to believe I will be back in the States in fewer than 30 days. My emotions regarding that fact are very complicated.

I am also trying to figure out what color I should paint my room at home. If anyone has any thoughts on the Behr paint colors 'Scotch Lassie,' 'Mirage Lake,' or 'Teal Zeal,' I would like to hear them.

That is all.

We need hope. We need change. We need experience. We need PENS.

A lot of people here wear board shorts just as a part of their regular outfit, girls and guys alike. To me this is odd. I find board shorts acceptable only if you are going to be around water at some point during the day. A bathing suit is not suitable attire for just going to class. Speaking of, I'm pretty sure a girl in my seminar today was wearing a bikini top. I can think of two reasons why this might have happened. One, she was going swimming later. Two, she wanted to wear the shirt she was wearing, which would have definitely shown most of her bra. Either way, I can't really judge. I mean, if it's the latter, then that's just smart thinking. I wonder if here the board short isn't really the most popular bathing suit for dudes like it is in the States, and that's why it is acceptable day wear. Then again, the fashion here is so different that I don't even want to begin to speculate.

So. I'm 21. My birthday was okay. Nothing spectacular, and nothing horrible. I spent most of the day by myself since my friends were either sleeping all day or revising. Later on we went to dinner at Wagamama where I was presented with a really awesome Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull cake, complete with white chocolate skull on top. Check it out. Niiice, right? The skull kind of looks like an alien.


After dinner we went to the Vaults, but soon the party dwindled down to three since a few of my friends still had to do work. Tina, Charlie, and I stayed at the pub until close, playing cards and drinking, and then I took a cab home. I had fun, but it was a mellower night than I was hoping for. I didn't even get to do an ill-advised shot of tequila or anything. But really, who can complain about a night involving an Indiana Jones cake? I mean, I got to eat Indy's face, and that has been a dream of mine for quite some time.

Just so you guys know, 'ill-advised' is one of my favorite words.

Nothing much has happened since Monday. I need to read The Winter's Tale, turn in my papers, go to my last Shakespeare seminar, and then I am off to London on Friday to see Iron & Wine and hang out with Joe for a few days. Then I think he is coming to Bristol, so we are going to go to Bath and possibly Windsor Castle. We shall see.

Happy Birthday, Emilio!

Oh, hi. It's my birthday!

Thanks to those of you who sent me cards (e- or otherwise), posted on my Facebook wall, or just took a minute to think about how cool I am.

ACTUALLY. Right now I am officially 21. I am writing this at 11:36 am GMT, which means it is 6:36 am EST, the official time of my birth. (I think.) Good to know, right?

I haven't a care in the world today because yesterday I finished my Shakespeare paper. So except for editing, printing, and turning in, I am pretty much finished with school. Exciting Times USA.

My plans today are laundry, maybe sitting out on the Downs for awhile to get some sun, and then dinner and drunkenness. This day really makes me miss North Carolina and all the people who reside there, and it will be weird not to have a birthday lunch. BUT. This birthday should shape up to be pretty excellent.

I love you guys.

Sabor de Soledad

Hey, guys.

Things that happened this week: I went to ASDA/Wal-Mart. I saw a polar bear skeleton. I saw Iron Man. I got a lot of birthday cards. I went to one of my four classes. I hung out with Ashley and Joe. I remembered what a hot day was like.

Things that didn't happen this week: I didn't finish my Shakespeare essay.

Things here are just OK. My birthday is coming up, and it's making me miss my fambly. Also, this paper is really stressing me out. I don't know. I downloaded that song "Apologize." My life is weird right now. I have no food other than Weetabix and spaghetti.

Tomorrow is Mom's Day, so happy early Mom's Day to all of you. Bye.

I hope to one day live in a world where someone can tell a hilarious AIDS joke. It's one of my dreams.

So. Two things.

1. I think carnivals are following me around. I have been surprised by not one, but three carnivals in my travels throughout Europe. I was just walking around in Naples and came across this completely abandoned kiddie carnival. It was raining and it was one of the sketchiest, most depressing things I've ever seen. Then when Tyler and I were in Cologne there was a carnival going on, so we went and rode this really scary swing ride. And then today I went to the UBU shop to get some food and what is in my way? Oh, you know, just bumper cars. What the shit? Looking at those bumper cars I was like, Well, this is definitely the most surreal thing that's going to happen all day. Also, is there one manufacturer of carnival rides? Every one I have seen has had the same decoration. It's all neon colors and airbrushing and then really random drawings of celebrities.

2. Let me tell you about this dream I had the other day. I think it was a lucid dream, you know when you know you're dreaming in your dream. But it wasn't cool. It was awful. So I'm dreaming that I'm on my bed in my dorm, and I look up and someone is coming in the door. Who is it? It's my mom! I got so excited in my dream. Like, I don't know if I've felt that kind of genuine elation since the seventh Harry Potter came out. And then in my dream I am like, No, wait. This can't be happening. I must be dreaming. And it was the worst feeling ever. I haven't felt that horrible and sad in a dream since I dreamed someone in my family died. It didn't compare to that dream, but it was still awful. So, yeah. I miss my mom. And I have been having really weird dreams lately.

3. I'm watching this show Reaper right now, and it's actually pretty good.

I should really be doing work. OH WELL.