teenage dream

hey, blog.

i didn't write inside of you when i was in chicago, which is probably for the best. i was really busy all the time hanging out hard and going on awesome trips and eating delicious food and drinking delicious drinks. dream summer, summer of everything. that city is really important to me.

new things in my life:

+ i went to these places i had never been before: washington dc, baltimore, michigan. i also spent an important amount of time in richmond, virginia, which is a place i had been to before very briefly, but that was a real highlight of the summer. my wonderful friend erin lives there now and it was just really great to be in a really beautiful city with some of my favorite friends. that was, actually, kind of the theme of my summer -- LUCKY


+ macbook pro! this was extravagant but mostly really needed. also HOPEFULLY this was the last time i could take advantage of education discount + free ipod (school suxx)

+ an appreciation for really good cocktails: chicago had a lot of places where you could get delicious, fancy cocktails made with liquors other than vodka. it is not respectable to have a fancy vodka cocktail, sorry. the problem is now i crave those things all the time.

+ my job is in the same place but still new and it is wonderful. if i ever doubted how much i really deeply desire to be a cataloger, i now am totally sure of it. i mean, granted, i have only been at this new job for one week, but it was the easy-breeziest week, and to sound like an asshole, i have a passion and love for what i've been doing. i'm sure it'll die down but right now i am really enjoying enjoying it as much as i am.

it's a little difficult adjusting to being alone all the time after a Summer of Love, but i do like it. living alone is a pretty good idea for me, i think. for instance:

photographic evidence of me talking to my dogs like they are humans

school started again this past week, and i am kind of bummed -- i was really looking forward to a govdocs seminar, but it was cancelled, and also the time has finally come for me to take management. it should be okay -- i've had the instructor before and really liked her, but just... these are some shits i do not enjoy talking about even a little bit.

this weekend i am going to try to do a bunch of schoolwork in advance, because at the end of this upcoming week, this is happening:


southern wedding roadtrip with donald! the best idea of all! i don't mean to build it up too much in my mind, but it is going to be perfect and great.

in the meantime i am spending my time wishing all of my clothing (read: skirts) had pockets. standing around feels a lot easier.