A-hoo troll! or bye for now.

i went to diana's going away party last night, which was a bit of a bittersweet event. lots of fun, but i really hate when people leave, even for good things. yes, she's only moving to chicago and yes, she'll be back often, but still. she was my first friend when i came to champaign, fresh off my realization that i had a degree in reading and not much else. i was broke as balls and knew i'd have to live with my mom much longer than anticipated. i also didn't know anyone in town, but here was a cool lady who also enjoyed acting like a dinosaur, making up crazy dances, and who i could share things with.
moral of the story, i'm sad.


anyhoodle, we did these things last night:

part 1-shit talking.

followed by the ryan walker lecture circuit.  

hey, carl showed up.

and john evers!

on to the head wear portion of the evening! feel free to pick a winner.

emily opted for "refugee chic."

this is what happens when you don't join in, carl. i will pick your nose in public. out of love.

 

those pretty much sum up the night, i think.

a love story

   +  +  x  = isn't that usually how love goes?

you know, there are some days when there is absolutely nothing that will motivate me to be a real person. do you do this? i get as far as making coffee and looking at the internets and that is the whole course of my day until i realize that at some point i won't be alone in my house anymore and i am disgusting. no showers, no food, no grown up people things. 
today is one of those days; a day where i spend hours looking at the blogs of people i've met but don't know, lolling around in my bathrobe until i start sweating because i'm hungry and dirty.it is friday and all of my productivity is used up. 


blah blah blah.


so, a list of things i need to accomplish before going to the outsides for a going away party:
1-shower and generally personate.
2-eat some fries dipped in hummus.
3-go for a wee walk. apparently it is a nice day.
4-start deciding on what i will knit people for christmas this year. there will come a time where i don't stay up all hours of the night for most of december, scrambling to get some shit done. or not.
5-step away from my computer.
6-BE A PERSON.
shit yeah. doing stuff. 


for now, this:

what i hope emily and i get up to later. a perfect send off for diana.