Day 123

No picture today, just a video that I've been obsessed with all night.

Day 122

Excuse the glare on my windshield from my dashboard. I saw this frickin' building and couldn't resist. What the frick goes on there? It's behind the coney, anyone know?

Day 121

Not much has been going on out here. I'm getting wrapped up in school now that things are finally going. The freshman are coming out of their shells a little. It's cool and fun to see. I felt bad for them, a lot of us piled into the perc room to watch their first rehearsal. I tried to get a good picture of everyone but my phone wasn't having it.

I had a bad reaction to stuff I was taking for my allergies. I stopped by the newly renovated health center and was surprised at how much better they've gotten. No one told me I was pregnant with an aids pig. Regardless, all I wanted for a few days was soup and gatorade. Imagine my surprise when I found princess soup. As tempted as I was to eat princesses for dinner, I went with tomato.

And someone in Stouffer hall amused the hell out of me by writing this on their desk before my class started. Is it true, soccer girls?

Day 120

For my intensity part this year I play on an empty bottle then break it. If this vodka wasn't almost $50 a bottle I'd get two. One for practice and the dress rehearsal, one for the show. How bad ass would that be?! ps - if you're in philly this thursday, dan aykroyd will be on chestnut street signing bottles of this stuff.

Day 119

Egon's baaaaaaaaaaaack. Or, as he put it "backkk!"

Day 118

Ok, I took a bunch of picture of the trail I run on, but they're all coming out SIDEWAYS and I can't change it and it's driving me nuts. So for now, this is all I got. More to come later when I have the patience to deal with blogspot.

Pretty, eh?

Day 117

Yep.