so i've been meaning to restate my thoughts on classes (that started last wednesday), because 2-d design is no longer my least favorite class. although my current assignment to make a geometric self-portrait (where geometric shapes represent parts of my life, not my face), could very well trip up its current longer strides. (those strides being taken in the race for my favorite class for the semester. of course.) the class i like the least, currently, is astronomy. while it's fairly interesting, it hasn't gotten really exciting yet, and it's too much homework. anyway, it is indeed those classes (as well as the others) that have kept me from writing here more. but i went to the library this evening and actually did my statistics homework before one in the morning, the u.s. open (read: tennis) is on in the background, i have food cooking that won't be done for a bit (though i'll probably be interrupted to eat, oh well), and i'm about to listen to the soothing sounds of hooverphonic. (the first album, if you care to know. though i've got the other, i mean second one out as well, just in case.) i seriously have to stop linking to music i'm referring to. because i just found out they released a new album all of two days ago. which means more shit for me to buy. and i can't just pass their stuff up, i like it. argh. [note: i'm quite pleased they finally have a new album out, as it's been around two years since their last one. not that two years is long between cds, i just like them and have been wanting new stuff de them.]

pause for station identification.. or food. which wasn't all that good. though i'm nursing a sobe elixer (orange carrot) at the moment, and am fairly content. [read: yum]

different parts of my car are making trouble now, and i'm not sure which they are yet. i'll keep you posted, because i know you really care.

my friend (the co-house-watcher) and i went over to our old teacher's house (the one we watched for her) and basically hung out, talked and ate with her and her friend. and her friend's daughter joined us all about an hour or so into the evening. i feel a need to say, lest you get some wrong idea. miss b, which is what i will refer to her by, is like ten years older than us but just really cool, and she was our year-long substitute (our senior year of high school) whilst our real teacher was out having a baby/some maternity leave. and we kept in touch with her, and now we're just friends. albeit she probably still sees us, at least somewhat, as kids. but i can't make myself call her by her given name, i always call her miss b*** (except i use her real last name, and not just asterisks), so we're even. anyway, she has dual citizenship in france and the states because of her parents� nationalities. and her friend is swedish. so it was like the united nations in there, except of course no handy translators. and the swedish woman's daughter was quite charming as well, albeit in that naggingly-friendly (read: not interested) way. not that i blame her, or would think of expecting otherwise, but it's always nice for someone to throw a few flirty remarks your way, non? not that i would have realized them as being flirty, because i'm an idiot, but that's beside the point. but during the hours of conversation that ensued, it was the consensus of the xx's in the room that common courtesies (i.e. door opening, etc) were greatly appreciated. my fellow xy and i were pleased to hear at least someone appreciates such things.

the swedes eventually called it a night, and we too were going to leave, so as to let miss b get some sleep (as it had come up that she hadn't slept much recently). but she wanted to talk more with us, because we hadn't gotten to hang out/talk since she had returned from france. so we stayed (for like another hour or more) and basically discussed our current, respective states. i think they included, but weren't limited to: blas�-ness, depression, stasis, and something resembling something near contentment. if i remember correctly. we were a sad bunch. still are i guess.

moving on. [on to second hooverphonic cd now. i really wish i had the third.] i don't remember if i mentioned this in my humongous entry or not. i don't take compliments well. hmm, that's not accurate. that implies that i say something like "this old thing?" when told my new summer dress is 'flattering'. what i should have said, is i don't believe them. and i won't tell you to your face i don't believe what you just said is true, i just don't internalize it. however, i do remember it being said, and it's always a plus for that person. and it's not that i mind receiving them, because i don't mind at all. and they don't go unappreciated. i just don't happen to agree. that's all. not sure why i shared, but i did. bite me. please?

one thing i miss about having a significant other, one of many things (trust me), is being able to play with her* hair. and smell her* hair. [insert 'sigh' here.] her* = female companion, not any particular person.

if anyone really wants chocolate chip cookies next time i feel like making some, feel free to drop your address here. some sort of note would be cool too, but i'm not picky. i will, however, state that i'm not promising any near-future time here. i'm not even saying i'm sure i'll send anything at all. and i'm definitely not promising quality. just an offer.

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