hey there sleepy smile...

*i see you've brought your bedroom eyes*

happy birthday matt skiba.

alas, it is my birthday as well. i am currently sitting in my dorm room, sipping on a hoegaarden and listening to alkaline trio. also, reading here and there on the zane grey novel. i have to finish it by thursday.

it is customary that i post a birthday blog. i think i have done this since 2005. so, five years later i am keeping with tradition. it is always usually at the beginning of the day as well, and it couldn't get earlier than this (the clock just turned midnight).

*tuck me into bed with snakes*

so, it has been a really interesting two weeks or so. i feel like i have done so much, yet accomplished nearly nothing. probably just the wane in the cycle. tomorrow i begin to wax, then its all full moon from there.

*she took him to the lake*

as you can see, i am going down the list of "maybe i'll catch fire." but pretty fantastic, actually. i have had a hard time feeling creative lately. i am not quite sure why this is. i had a burst of creativity last semester, but i guess i had more life experience for material than i do this semester. when i say that, i mean much more going on in my personal life and directly effecting my emotions as opposed to actually doing something or being somewhere. i no doubt have a lot going on and a lot to write about, but i usually am able to express in better ways my feelings, but basically not currently.

*5-3-just kidding*

i wrote a letter to two friends back home last week. put it in the mail and now expect them to receive it pretty soon. one is one of the three best friends i keep in life. (megs). she is basically responsible for me surviving since 2006. a great support and someone who is always there to help me out through my tough times in life.

the other, well, is someone that only became special in my life last year. she probably doesn't like the shout-outs, so, yeah. but it was nice to get something down on paper to send to her. not sure what all this means, but i guess it is something special in my book. the photobooth shots really are amazing. it is interesting how connections are made with other human beings. not quite sure how it works, but sometimes you just seem to get along better with certain people. i may be rambling here, who knows.

*if you fall down enough, well, soon enough you will find hell*

so, as conor oberst says, this is the first day of my life.