i can hear it in your voice, there's always a catch.

sometimes i drive down dark roads and try to sing songs that i don't know the words to yet. which, usually, that doesn't work very well, but maybe it is just my brain trying to tell me that julian casablancas and i go way back. like back to gross middle school hallways, where we all had braces and funny haircuts. or back to driving home late at night from any and most concerts i ever went to. so maybe the words are already in my head. or i am just dreaming.

things are going okay. i've been busy so i haven't had a lot of time to think about a lot of things (except for when i looked at my class schedule for next semester and got super nervous, oops). lost is over, which is a relief, but also so is 30 rock, until the fall, and that isn't very cool at all. oh well. i am getting very anxious to get out of utah and into the midwest for awhile. that should be relaxing, and exciting, and inspire some creativity. i also have a new habit called searching for deals on plane tickets: because i want to go everywhere, and because i work retail, so i can leave. michigan and oregon are in the runnings, i think. i never get to go visit my family, which is weird because they are graduating and aging and getting married in all different places. i miss them.

anyways. i need to eat some peanut butter and jelly, and sleep some more. no matter what, i don't feel like i sleep enough these days. it is time to start exercising and eating well, i suppose. for health.

i need a bicycle. and someone to stop me from eating fast food. and someone to make me laugh, because sometimes things still feel like a little bit of a bummer. goodnight.