Dating in the Words of Willy

“But for mine own / part, it was Greek to me” (Julius Caesar)

“Come what come may, / Time and hour runs through the roughest day.” (Macbeth)

“But screw your courage to the sticking-place.” (Macbeth)

“My mind is full of scorpions.” (Macbeth)*

“The course of true love never did run smooth.” (Midsummer Night’s Dream)

“Why then ‘tis none to you; for there is nothing either good or / bad, but thinking makes it so.” (Hamlet)

“Hell is empty, and all the devils are here.” (The Tempest)


*Should I be worried there are so many Macbeth quotes in a blog about dating…?

Cold, Wisdom, and Wit

Our conversation walking to the library went something like this:

Me (in a slightly whiny tone): “How can it be this cold? We are wearing wool, how are we supposed to get warmer?”

Kelsey (tone equally whiny): “Every year I forget how cold it gets. Every year!”

Me: “It must be like childbirth.”

Kelsey: “What?!”

Me: “You know, that drug your body releases after childbirth.”

Kelsey: “…”

Me (matter of factly): “You know that drug your body releases after childbirth that makes you forget the pain. If it didn’t no one would have more than one baby.” I offer a small self-indulgent laugh at my clever connection.

Kelsey (seriously): “Oh right. Yeah it must, otherwise no one would come to school here for more than one winter.”

Me: “Childbirth and Rexburg winters….and falling in love.”

Kelsey: “Oh yeah. Falling in love. Yeah. I bet you’re right.”

Me: “I think I’ll write a blog about it.”

My Day in Pictures

7:00am-8:30am:
Cycling and swimming with Angie and Travis. Together we make up the three legs of a triathlon.

12:30pm-3:30pm:

Covered myself in charcoal while drawing my Italian friend, Massimo.

3:30pm-4:40pm: Matt, the snitch.

Watched my FHE brothers play QUIDDITCH!

The beaters and a chaser

Great quote from Ian (far left), yelled in a moment of frustration when the fans were getting too intensely involved, “Guys! We aren’t real wizards! We can’t really fly!” Take it back Ian. You proved yourself wrong.

4:30pm-6:30pm:

Started grading this very intimidating stack of papers.

7:30pm-11:30pm:

Had a social life, despite my lack of time for one.

11:30pm-12:00am: Read and listened to Julius Caesar. I was feeling pretty confidant in my Shakespearian abilities until about 11:29.59pm.

What is on the agenda for tomorrow?

Watching Edgar Allan Poe’s funeral, of course!

Clues to Adulthood

I have determined I’m an adult.

I discovered it Tuesday when I subscribed to a scholarly art magazine.

I coked my head to one side and sat and stared for a few, very long and self-aware seconds, with a (I'm sure) bewildered look on my face when it hit me: Only adults subscribe to non-trashy magazines. And now I’m one of them.

I'm glad my new-found adulthood wasn't found in a novel-like way of a Series of Insignificant Events.

Rather it was just one insignificant event.

And I think that's a pretty good start.

Of College and Milkshakes

Wrote September 10, 2009: I’m sitting here tonight trying to convince myself I like suppers solely comprised of brown minute rice, soy sauce, and a plumb I stole from my house, after a day of sitting through classes listening to syllabi after syllabi and running into old friends, ex-boyfriends, people who’s names I should—but don’t—remember, and coming home to an apartment of mostly strangers, I am wondering why I do this thing called college.

Wrote Today: Yesterday I realized it’s for reasons like this:

Happy National Chocolate Milkshake Day (Saturday)! As celebrated by me and my roommates Angie and Jocelyn.

Yesterday was one of those days when a chocolate milkshake said more than a chocolate milkshake. It said, “I’m free. I have little responsibility. I have fun friends and roommates. I am independent. I’m at a great time in my life.”

Chocolate milkshakes are the reason I do this thing called college.

A Few More Things

• I dream in black and white. Every so often there is a muted, almost neutral green thrown in there too, I think it’s my brains way of shaking things up.
• I enjoy working out at night. If I work out in the morning things like this happen.
• I drool over JCrew.

• My first word was in German. I had a German neighbor, Emilee, who became my Oma (Grandma) and taught me, “Muhen-Kuh” (Moo-Cow) as my first word. One of my earliest memories is of her house while watching Betty Boop and eating butter cookies from a tin.
• I’m convinced that other people would like certain movies more if they watched them with me.
• I judge people on how they spend their money. I often think to myself behind others in the check-out line, “Why are you wearing those $300 jeans and texting on your iphone, telling your kids to be quiet, and then telling the cashier you can’t afford milk and haggling over an expired coupon. Fix your priorities!” It’s terrible.
• I love getting/giving $.41 in change because it is one each of a quarter, dime, nickel, and penny.
• I look at women’s clothes from the 40’s and wish my wardrobe was comprised solely of them. I think they are classy, flattering, and beautiful.

I’m pretty sure kisses like this only happen in dresses like that.

• I have a charm bracelet but am very careful as to what kind of charm gets a spot.
• A boy once wrote a hate song written about me and published it on PureVolume.com.
• I go through these stages where everything I love is connected to a single item or idea. I think 2009 will be called the “Pistachio Year” as lately everything is either pistachio flavored (who knew pistachios, pistachio ice cream, and pistachio pudding were SO good?) or pistachio colored (leather jacket the color of a nut, anyone?).

• I take IQ tests periodically.
• I love bread pudding. I still think about some apple bread pudding I had over a year ago with my cousin Haley in Alaska. It had grape-nut ice cream on the side and was divine.
• I wish I had beautiful handwriting.
• I started my blog this month a year ago and honestly didn’t think it would last this long. Hence the list of things about me again.

Staples Easy Girl

No one likes wearing a name tag with the phrase, "that was easy" directly beneath.