I Want To Be Mrs. Spock

First, I will begin by taking a page out of Liz's blog:

Song of the Moment

Video of the Moment (fast-forward to about 40 seconds in, that's when it gets good. Videos like this justify the existence of YouTube.)

Quote of the Moment: "I don't like answers. Wanna know why? TOO BAD; I don't like answers."

Current celebrity crush: Zachary Quinto. Marry me, Zachary. We can live forever in Heroes-and-Star-Trek bliss. That's right...this is the guy who will Spock in the upcoming film. *swoon* We were obviously meant to be. Call me.

Also, I think ZQ looks a teensy bit like Jeremy...maybe not so much in that picture, but in certain pics, there is definitely a resemblance.

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Well...I guess it's about time that I did a little blog about college life. For the most part, it is pretty freaking sweet. I mean, I get to take a nap, like, EVERY DAY. Sometimes Kelli (my roomie) and I have like, synchronized naps. And once, me, Kelli, and Amanda had like a napping party, no homo. So that part is great.

Unfortunately, college is making me lazy. For serious. Like, today was the first time I've taken a shower since Sunday. Today is Wednesday. That's just gross. But I sometimes just can't summon up the initiative to wake up at 9:00 rather than 9:30 to drag myself into the shower. And I CERTAINLY cannot let personal hygiene intrude into my breakfast time. It's gotten to the point that Myron, the omelet guy up at Rollins Dining starts making a mozzarella-and-cheddar-cheese-omelet as soon as he sees me walking up. Now THAT is service, folks. And the days that they are out of Cinnamon Toast Crunch are days that I am sad.

And sure, now I have to PAY to do laundry, which basically means that the laundry does not get done until I run out of underwear, and I have to print off directions for EVERYWHERE that I want to go in town and still get lost anyways, and I never seem to have enough snack food in my room (I'm already out of Little Debbies, and I'm down to one remaining package of Fruit Nuggets, which are actually much tastier than the name would suggest), I have constant sense of guilt when I compare my unstoppable messiness to Kelli's relatively tidiness, the ink cartridges to my printer have disappeared under mysterious circumstances and I am therefor forced to use the community printer which eats up my Phychology printouts EVERY TIME, my bed creaks with the might of a thousand rusty springs every time I move even the most miniscule area of my body, I have $800 worth of checks to cash but I am too scared to try and drive to the bank, my car is parked approximatly 12 miles away from my dorm, and then there's that whole having-to-go-to-class nonsense.

But other than that...life is sweet. I go where I want, nobody berates me for taking too many naps, McDonald's is within walking distance, where its $1 large sweet teas call my name every time I wander near, we have basic cable TV in our room, I'm totally going to force Josh Robinson to go see "Get Smart" with me during one of the campus movie nights this weekend, my very sweet boyfriend calls me every day, I'm joining a Christian sorority that seems like it's going to be pretty fun, I never have to wake up earlier than 8, none of my classes are very homework-heavy, my theater class is super-fun....

So, yeah, things are good. :)

Random Fact: I love bonfires. I went to one at the annual DeLaPorte get-together this past weekend. I'm so easy--just give me a big pile of burning wood, some marshmallows and hotdogs and something to stick them on, and I'm thrilled.

Next fact: I reeeeaaaaally want to go the STL zoo before it gets too cold. I heard that a bunch of the animals procreated! I love it when they do that. So, Jeremy, if you're reading this...*hint hint* Take me to the zoo. And by 'take' I mean "meet me in St. Louis so we can go." I'll make white chili!!! An offer you cannot refuse.

Okay...I really need to go study for my Pychology Exam now...pray, dear friend, pray.