Its a gorgeous day out.  But I did not prepare for it.  Hence I am in jeans, boots, and a sweater.  And I want to be in flops and a tshirt.  Dannnnnnnnng.

I love fog, melting snow, and springtime.


Belle and Sebastian

If you find yourself caught in love
Say a prayer to the man above
Thank him for everything you know
You should thank him for every breath you blow
If you find yourself caught in love
Say a prayer to the man above
Thank him for every day you pass
You should Thank him for saving your sorry ass
If you’re single, but looking out
You must raise your prayer to a shout
Another partner must be found
Someone to take your life beyond
Another TV “I Love 1999”
Just one more box of cheapo wine
If you find yourself caught in love
say a prayer to the man above
But If you don’t listen to the voices then my friend
You’ll soon run out of choices
What a pity it would be
You talk of freedom don’t you see
The only freedom that you’ll ever really know
Is written in books from long ago
Give up your will to Him that loves you
Things will change, I’m not saying overnight
You’ve gotta start somewhere
Start by kidding on you care
If you find yourself out of love
Shed a tear for the one you love
Tell your boss that you’ve gone away
Down your tools for a holiday
But If you’re going off to war then I wish you well
But don’t be sore
If I cheer the other team
Killing people’s not my scene
I prefer to give the inhabitants a say
Before you blow their town away
I like to watch them play
I like to marvel at the random beauty of a simple village girl
Why should she be the one who’s killed?

If you find yourself caught in love…

So you think you’re in love?

Great.  You want to get married?  Great.  You want to get married with a ring?  Normal.  But please, for the love of all that is love, buy a conflict free diamond.  Because nothing kills the sparkle in your fiancee’s new ring like war.

I’m not trying to be a killjoy.  Or a troublemaker.  I think this is a pressing issue of which many people are unaware.  The atrocities committed over diamonds in the past and the conflict that still exists today can’t be ignored.  (Don’t worry, ‘Murica, trade in conflict diamonds from Sierra Leone during the Leonean civil war was one of the main sources of funding for Al Quaeda, so if you are worried about being labeled a crazy liberal, just slip that fact into the conversation.)  And there are alternatives available.  They are far from perfect alternatives.  Conflict diamonds frequently slip through the cracks, and even conflict free diamonds are often mined by workers under horrible conditions for low pay.  But its a start.   Certain companies offer their jewelry under the assurance that it is both conflict and child-labour free.  Others have promised to work with NGOs and IGOs to ensure fair labour practices, wages, etc for those who mine any diamond they buy.

Any jeweler who says their diamonds are conflict free should be able to produce a Kimberly Certificate to that effect.  If they cannot produce the certificate, the diamonds are not mined from a country that is a part of the Kimberly Certificate global endeavour to end conflict diamond mining.  The safest way to ensure your diamond is conflict free is to see this certificate.

Nothing says love like buying a ring that wasn’t mined by a seven year old and used to fund groups like the RUF and line the pockets of Foday Sankoh and Charles Taylor.  Are you in love?  Make a smart choice.

I’m dreaming of a white Christmas…

I know its winter because my hands are always freezing and because I’m afraid to drive anywhere.

I like snow at Christmas time.  Its pretty.  I like sledding and building snowmen.  And cutting out paper snowflakes.  I love sweaters and cute hats and boots but I can’t afford them.  I like hot cocoa and tea.

I have such mixed emotions about winter.  I just want to be warm.

less than three hours

maybe the application website is just experiencing high volume traffic right now.  i was pretty sure it was an automatic update to notify students whether or not their recommenders had submitted their letters of recommendation…but maybe my professor already sent my letter in and its just not showing up because of all the other students submitting last minute applications.

please don’t let me down.

my application is totally out of my hands and it could be all for nothing.
I’m going to bed.


I feel funny.  Out of place in myself today.  Its a weird feeling.  Like something just isn’t quite clicking.  Something isn’t working quite right.  Like that feeling that maybe you forgot something this morning but you just can’t remember what it is.  Something is off.

I feel uncomfortable in my own skin.  Like there’s something I’m just not doing that I should.  And I have no idea what it is.  Its that feeling like when my fingers are too cold to undo a button after a long walk outside.  The wheel and the hamster are both there…but he doesn’t want to run.

And I really need a running hamster right now.