Monday, March 29, 2010
Last night I dreamt I met Barack Obama. It was a cloudy, hot summer day, I think I was supposed to be in Maine or New Hampshire, near the ocean. There were lots of kids running around an open yard, and they suddenly ran to him. He picked one up and chatted with each one individually for a few moments each. Holcomb and I got in line to shake his hand. I thought about what to say to him and couldn't think of anything. I shook President Obama's hand and commented about the weather (I realized recently that I do this a lot, it's actually an amazing ice breaker sometimes) and the mosquitoes. I had a bunch of bug bites, and he very exhaustedly recommended some kind of bug repellent, I think it had the word "log" in it. I thanked him, and then Holcomb moved forward to say pleasantly, "I think I am far too in love with my girlfriend" to Obama's, "What's up?" I broke from the dream a bit here because I couldn't decide if I want to go kiss Holcomb, smile at him, or go, "You have a girlfriend!?"
This morning I wondered what I would do if I ever met President Obama in a casual situation (impossible, I know). I think I would politely inquire after his health and then ask if I could do anything for him. Whether or not you like the president's policies or views, you have to admit, it's a tough job, and I'm sure the guy could use something simple and stress-free every once in a while. I think I'd like to buy the president an ice cream (or we could just have ice cream together...courtesy of the White House kitchen 'cause I'm broke).
It's supposed to be GORGEOUS out this weekend (thanks for the heads up, Gregoire), I am really excited. Celebrating Pascha (Easter) has been a huge part of my life since always, and even now that I don't feel a particularly spiritual connection to the holiday, I love celebrating it. My family has a party every year with some of their church friends, lots of meat and booze. This weekend should be spectacular. Now that my camera does not appear to be broken after all, I intend on taking lots of photos. =)
Monday, March 01, 2010
Hullo, March. Today is Liz's birthday and Self-Injury Awareness day. I think I shall do something for the latter event, probably just wear red.
And as for the title of this entry, I really feel like it's true for once. Even before dating, David and I quickly became good friends and confidantes. It's all happened so fast, but I am madly in love and absurdly happy when he's with me. And even when he's an hour away, it's only an hour and I'm glad to know he's always on the other end of some line.
Hmm I had thoughts for an entry. I think it was along the lines of:
I can't wait for college to be over. No more homework or work outside of a work environment/classroom for a while. I look forward to having any kind of steady-pay job, even if it's part-time, and living in my purple room again. I look forward to having more time and hopefully money to get my car functioning well. I look forward to spending some more time with my family and getting to visit my grandmother. I look forward to fewer deadlines and fluctuating schedules.
May 23rd can't come soon enough. Maybe someday I'll stop hating Mondays so much.