...And she's back. Surprised?

Strange thing happened.
I clicked "publish post", and then it took me to another page, informing me that my blog post had been successful in it's endeavors to be published.
Underneath that, it gave me more options.
I opted to click the "create new post" link.
And then it brought me here.
All because I don't really feel like going to sleep.
[I was going to say "bed", but technically I'm all ready there. [Conveniently so, I might add. If I happen to become overwhelmed with exhaustion, it will only take one swift movement of tilting myself to the left, and head will be on a pillow.]]
[That's actually rather tempting...]


2:12am. Lalalalaaaaa

So...yeah, downhere is coming on the 15th. Not tomorrow. My bad.

Running is growing on me.
At least I get to leave school every Wednesday in P.E.

Dvořák: Symphony #9 In E Minor, Op. 95, B 178, "From The New World" - 2. Largo is really pretty. Aww, it just got all cute and happy!
And loud. Oh my.
And now quiet again.

[Pax]2:17am.
I haven't listened to them for long time. Long time.

Why am I awake.....
I'm getting up in 6.5 hours.

SAD NEWS:I lost my favorite pair of jeans.
Some where between going to my dad's, then iHop, then my friend's house and then my mom's house, they decided to "walk away".
SAD.
How do you lose pants?
Great question.
Actually, I think when I changed into my yellow pants at iHop, I may have left my jeans in the bathroom stall.
What an awkward thing for someone to find.
Seriously.
Like, what would you think?
"Someone walked out without their pants..."*look of horror*
Definitely a cause for alarm.

I cut my hair again today.
For like, the third time this month.
But it's not as extreme as the first two. Just a little something, something in the back.
Hah. The first time [and the second] I felt like Sweeney Todd.
My hair was just a poor, unsuspecting victim, unaware of it's inevitable fate.
Thankfully, it didn't look bad in the end.
Jamie was quite pleased.
Quite pleased, indeed.


Ooh! I will now listen to today's [technically yesterday's...] DAB.

You know whats fun?
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That.

Grr////
I need a job.
And I have no life.
Hahaa
I'm not sure why that be funny.
What isn't funny at 2:37 am?
Not much.

Haha, way to answer rhetorical questions.


I really like classical music.
Whats not to love?
So many colors, and happy little dancing things, and lights, and shapes, and moods, and characters, and stories.
It's like it's saying: Come dance! Come see! Come hear!
A conjunction of drones.
Actually, not really. That's a Sufie song.
"A Conjunction of Drones Simulating the Way In Which Sufjan Stevens Has an Existential Crisis In the Great Godfrey Maze"
All song titles are insuperior compared to that lovely string of words.
Why try?

My word, Jamie, just GO TO BED. It's now 3:11.

But this is amazing:




Watch it.
Its Imogen Heap "Just For Now".
She records the whole song as she goes along.
CRAZY.

And with that, loves, I go to bed now.
'Bout time.
Just for now. ;]