I am a rather big fan of that ukulele (yes, I know I'm holding it with the wrong hand, it works for me ok?) and that skirt and sweater and this picture in general so I don't even feel a little bad or embarrassed about the fact that the main contents of this post is a huge picture of me. To paraphrase Henry David Thoreau, "I would not take so many pictures of myself if there were anyone I knew so well." Now. On to the very important point of this post. Ok, there isn't one. You caught me! I just haven't posted in a while so I thought I'd let you know I'm alive (mostly) and stuff! Lately I have been mostly watching large amounts of psych quite shamelessly, feeling conflicted about my place of business opening up after a two week break, breathlessly waiting for my best friend to come home in eight (!) days, and trying not to freak out about the fact that in two months from friday I will be moved out of the house I have lived in since long before my birth and going off to college. As you can tell, I've been kind of a mixture of absolutely terrified, and outrageously bored. I've also been drawing, not well, but what can you do? at least I'm trying. Just like blogging. I may not be doing it well, but hey, at least I'm trying. Maybe it will be better in 65 days when I start my personal essay class at BYU. (eep!)
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