getting better, like hermoine granger.

two posts in one day?! could it be?!

yes. because my thursday just kept getting better! like hermoine granger’s acting skills!

good: getting stopped at the soccer game and told that i looked exactly like victoria from ‘how i met your mother.’ i imdb’d her and decided she was a  suitable doppelganger (isn’t it the worst when someone tells you that you look like someone horrendous? or that you remind them of someone completely awful?).

better: sonic happy hour. well, it wasn’t actually happy hour. but those sweet, 44 oz. of carbonated goodness make any hour of the day happy.

best: modern family, morgan randall time, and another package filled with love and lemon head cookies from my mommy dear (and a cosmopolitan magazine…scandy dandy, i am a learned woman!)(also feel free to bug her for that recipe; i am a cookie connoisseur and i can say those are easily my favorites).

//phil: guess it’s just one of those things that we’ll never know, like what really happened to the titanic. //claire: …it hit an iceberg. //phil: maybe.

thursdayness.

happy, happy thursday!
after getting nearly twenty hours of sleep yesterday, i decided that today i needed to be productive and use all that energy up. i woke up fairly early (7 o’clock!), downed a black forest cake yogurt (i think it was delicious?), and took a long walk around…places. i usually don’t intend for my walks to be long but with my failing sense of direction, they always are.

the next couple hours were kind of bleck. class. work. bleck. also today mr. manager man told me that he appreciated my unwavering sense of fashion, but i should perhaps try to be a bit more practical with my attire. ha. bleck.

but have no fear! my day turned around again when i walked down to a little eatery on campus and purchased a pb&j sandwich with marshmallows, some red hots, and a drink filled to the brim with ice that could contend with sonic’s.

with the aforementioned and a blanket and book in tow, i made my way outside and had myself a little picnic. the book ended up just being for show. i really just laid there, watched the track girls run by, and suffered from slight eater’s remorse.

the end.

p.s. everyone wish a happy belated birthday to my brother beau as well as a big ol’ congratulations! he landed a kick-a job where he oversees student interns on a trip to cambodia for the summer. kick-a!