Heartache

Between watching cute kitty videos and missing home/home people, I am experiencing some serious pangs of heartache. I want to be home, with my friends, with my parents, and a kitty. Which is not to say here is not good. Today was pretty quality; I accomplished much creative thinking. You may say, what kind of accomplishment is that? I would say back, considering what usually goes on in my brain (for example, "OMG kittiez!!!1"), thinking about doing neat creative things is a pretty good start. Our new time arts mission, should we choose to accept it, is to make a found video/sound/writing collage. I'm excited about it. That's pretty much it. Also, for my last Time Arts project I completed a comic on Sunday that I actually rather like. We were exploring the concept of alter ego and it is my intention to go further with what I did (or didn't do). I ordered some new t-shirts because most of the ones I bought from Rag-o-rama just before I moved here smell odd and the odd smell simply will not come out, and I'm tired of being scented like someone else's B.O. and crappy deodorant. Also, I foolishly purchased some workout-style pants in the hope that they will inspire me to, you know, exercise.

I have eaten more quesadillas than previously believed possible without some kind of bodily quesadilla rejection reaction. I have also eaten a great many bananas. As soon as I get home, I would like to eat some barbecue at Fox Bros. And other things that are not dillas, or banana sandwiches. Will sent me a most quality music DVD. I spoke with Daniel and Kate on the telephone and was much uplifted. I miss ya'll muchly; I'm having trouble sitting still until May 20th. That's yer update.