a little fattening up..

I've acquired a recent obsession with cooking. Or, at least, with pretty pictures of food, and with it the desire to make pretty foodstuffs and take pretty pictures of it.

An exciting event today, the school-wide competition of poetry recitation was won by none other than my best friend. We were all so proud of her. The people I was sitting with were exclaiming "I went to high school with that girl!"


These pictures have very little to do with the post, other than they are absolutely lovely. And definitely look at these.

Peering over the edge..

..at tomorrow. It's going to be chaos, school-wise. I should be stressing out now and studying like crazy and getting tons of homework done. My brain is yelling "You should be freaking out right now!!!"

How come I'm not? At all?

French poems to memorize, a significant person in my life to write about, problems in the economy to learn about, and colleges to pick. While all this goes on... inside my head I'm actually feeling far away. My poor Singer is terribly underutilized, my novel is horribly under-read, and the sunlight is heart-breakingly brief, but not under-enjoyed.
A new album, Andrew Bird & The Mysterious Production of Eggs, has been found. I really love the album cover. It inspires me in a silly way.
I also feel like baking more. The muffins I made were just the beginning. I realize that I know how to make very little, without calling up my mom to ask what such-and-such means or how exactly to do so-and-so. And since my mom and I can't eat every delicious thing I plan on making, maybe my friends will start receiving surprise edible gifts.

It's ridiculously cold in my house right now.

I do my math with a crochet hook.

Sunday Sun

It was a Value Village Day.

Muffin-making and Fight Club-watching.

How I spend my Friday nights.