"I wanna be as free as the spirits as those who left"

Well damn regristration. And damn me having no car. And no life. Damnit all.

I am in a wonderful mood if that's not already obvious. Despite those things, I am having a good day. I just got back from a huge feast at Texas Roadhouse with Ash, Lo, Katie and my grandparents. So that was a good time, just a little time consuming.

I only had one class, so after Lauren and I went and watched a bit of the baseball game before we feasted. I don't know what news I haven't said on here, so if I repeat myself then that will be too bad.

We are almost proud renters of a new house just a little ways down the road. 215 Prospect here we come! It worked out for the better so now we can have a bigger house for only a few bucks more a month, and we can all stay together! Hurrah! It's really nice, and just a little farther from campus, but I'm pretty stoked about it. The moving out of here and into there with all of the things going on in the two houses will be a little hectic once it all starts, but we'll figure it out. So that's my exciting news. I am so full I can barely breathe. Ouch.

Once again I am procrastinating, but I just have a baby paper to type and I might go to Starbucks with my little Kristin buddy. I hope so, it's been a while since I've been able to talk to her for longer than 15 mins. People with jobs are just such busy bodies.

Tomorrow my big plan is to ride to Horsetooth, so we'll see if I die or not. I might need help walking afterwards. I don't know, it sounds intense. And I'm all about the intensity. All about it.
Speaking of intensity, I think I am in the mood to post a poem. So if you're not all about the intensity, then get out now while you still can.
Otherwise...

The crisp air sucks my breath away
Just as it sucks the life out of my surroundings
The once muddied ground is frozen solid
And I listen to the scuff scuff scuff of my shoes
My legs feel heavy, yet there are beginning to become numb
The bitter wind slices through my hair
Sinking into my pores chilling me right to
The bone
The bones that moved me, stand me upright
So I am not just a puddle on the ground
But then again, that doesn't sounds so bad
I want to melt into the ground
Melt away the ice cicles covering my eyes
Melt away the frost blurring my vision
Melt away this wall built around my heart
As I sink into nothingingness
Will I disapiate into the atmosphere?
Or will I thaw into life?
I continue to listen to the scuff scuff scuff of my shoes
As I shove my hands deeper into my pocket
As I shove my heart deeper into my chest
My mind is thawed, but now it too is
Melting
Sinking away into this strange, darkened abyss
There is still neon there, though
That interrupt the darkness
Reaching for the neon it is too fast to catch
I am sluggish, swimming through
The ebony of my head
Suddenly the neon lasts long enough for me to catch
And at the same time the sun breaks through the clouds
The bitterness backs off, slys away just a bit
And maybe I can thaw into life
As I continue to listen to the scuff scuff scuff of my shoes.

As I wrote that I realized how terrible it sounds. My apoligies, but deleating it now would have made me waste those precious minutes of my life. And I can't waste anytime in this life.
Sorry, I tried. Ok let's try one more time. I have a few more but I want to see how this one sounds.

I have these grapes
Some are bigger than others, but
I love them all
I keep them in a jar, I
Want to perserve them
Yet I think they are
Vanishing
In time. Or maybe someone is
Stealing them
I'm not quite sure.
Blindly batting away the
Theif
Yet I swing at thin air
I am fading without my
Grapes
Can I have them for myself?
Or should I share them?
They are so
Refreshing
Until they begin to
Disapiate.
As I begin to
Disapiate.
What is the irony of not having me
Gathering this piece of myself
Collorbating with this other chunk of
ME
Handfuls of memories bounce back and forth
As I try to capture them
I want them perserved in this jar
But the perservation is not working, I think it's too
Dark.
Are they vanishing in time?
Or is someone stealing them?
The lid doesn't screw on very tight
What will happen to these memories?
They float around aimlessley
I need to consolidate with that other slice of
ME
You see I have these grapes
Some are bigger than others, but
I love them all.

Well that's all I can attempt for today. I will try again some other day.
Coffee time with KC, hasta!