"DEAR GOD, I HATE MYSELF." But I love beautiful people.

To quote the lovely Lauren Cherewaty: "Being super fashionable just means your rich."

Devastatingly true. I would dress 10x better than I do now if I had 10x the income.

But it's okay to look and admire:

That's Chic.



The Sartorialist



This is what I look like right now:



Today was a blah day. Blah morning. Blah classes. Blah evening. Everything about today had an air of insignificance. Though, I suppose there's a chance that tomorrow won't be so.

COMMITMENT ISSUES

Today I saw this kid:



And what a breath of fresh air that was! 1.25 hours driving around the NRH listening to tunes and catching up with Peter was just what I needed. I feel the vitality slowly creeping back into my veins-- so is the love I used to have for rock n' roll.

With much regret, I've also realized that I may have almost bitten off more than I can chew with my athletic training. Running is a must- a marathon in November means I need to spend the spring training for that training. Cycling is also pretty obvious- it's deliciously awesome cross-training (which I need to do more of) and, also, I've gotta get on the ball with it if I have any hopes of participating in Texas 4000. As I recall myself saying, adding the swimming was more of a "well...why not!" type of reaction. Well...I know why not, now. When the heck will I have time to train with swimming? Between 6 runs a week, 2-3 bike rides, school, organizations, my social calendar, all of the artistic endeavors I have planned, and $3000 to raise for this marathon I just don't have time to add swim training. Goodbye dreams of completing triathlons this summer. Next spring will be a better time for us to finally meet. And despite my disappointment, a few good things will come out of this like not having to invest in triathlon specific clothing and/or not wanting to rip my brains out from the stress.

Mostly, mostly, mostly, though, seeing Peter today was swell. Ah, gosh, for the first time in a while I feel the impulse to create something(s). Thank you, Peter. For being beautiful you.

Today was a wintry mix of wintry mixes.

I was supposed to run this race today:

http://www.getyourrearingear.com/events/list/2010/dallas-march-2010/

However, the weather had other plans and I planned poorly for those other plans. Who'd of thought DFW would get snow on the first day of spring? What I'm trying to say is, not packing running tights or long sleeve shirts or headbands meant no race for me. Boooooo! But, not packing running tights or long sleeve shirts or headbands also meant 4 more hours of sleep. Hooray! And because I was really looking forward to my post-race brunch, I ran 10K on the treadmill (boring torture) and then ate this at La Madeleine.



OMNOMNOMNOMNOM. Totally yumz french toast.

And just to spite the frigid day in the face, I bought a delightfully sunny sundress (which I will be wearing on Monday so expect pictures then, for sure). Hello, spring- farewell wicked wicked winter!

And despite delicious french toast and new clothing, the best part of the day was that I wrote a song for the first time since October. Writer's block? Maybe. I personally think it's just that I'm now finally getting out of a time of my life where all personal growth was stagnated by being stuck for 5 months in a limbo of sorts. I have plans to record next weekend in the studios at J26. Which also, coincidentally and conveniently enough, happens to be my bedroom. That reminds me, does anyone have a melodica I can borrow?

The second best part of the day was finding out that Starbucks' free pastry day and Cornucopia's monthly free popcorn day are both this Tuesday.

GONE HOME

I went to the American Apparel Factory Flea Market yesterday and that was mega insane. I was definitely disappointed with the selection. Most of the items that I found myself wanting were available in only XS or XL or insanely ridiculous colors that I wouldn't be caught dead in. But I did walk away with a few goodies including some wonderful vintage sweatshirts. Being precariously close at the sale, I wanted to walk over to SweatLeaf Tea's Eastbound and Found day party yesterday and catch Slow Club's set. But I was tired and had a 3.5 hour drive looming over my head and making it earlier rather than later was the more appealing option. Don't worry Rebecca and Charles! We'll have the chance to become best buddies some other day!

I did make it safely back up to the DFW area. Hit up Pei Wei for dinner and officially got the worst fortune cookie ever: "A crab wonton a day keeps the doctor away." Shameless marketing tactics, P.F. Chang's corporation!! I also found a FroYo place near my home back in the Hills. I made a trip there today. The selection of toppings made it fall slightly short of Swirll's glory, but I was pleased that Strawberry Banana was a flavor option. I have yet to see that and it was delictable. FroYo was also my main motivation for beginning the intimidating pile of homework I for some reason had do to (thank you Spring Break?). But seven and a half hours later, I've made my way out safely. Though, I think I've read one haiku too many.

Finally-

this is the panda papercraft I made Wednesday evening:

RUNNIN' OUT OF SPACE

I had webspace because of my .me account but I ran out. So the blog is moving here.

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