can I tell you that you are the purple in me?

Wonderful weekend. I spent four hours at Espresso friday working on my Maya/Guatamala/language stuff. I think I may have had a breakthrough. Which is good, considering the presentation is Tuesday. My 'epiphany moment' apparently was reflected on my face so well that a man coming out of the door at exactly the same time I had a breakthrough commented upon how "cool" it was to "watch someone have an idea" or something like that. I thought that was a cute thing to say.

Saturday was great great great. I made Ben and Chris dress up as Fraggles for my photo project. The photos are awful. I really don't give a shit. THEN we visited Evan at Boone Comicon. I am SO VERY PROUD of that boy. I get excited when my friends do creative things, and even more excited when other people get excited about those creative things to. You should all read Rice Boy and the Order of Tales if you haven't already. SO GOOD.

Then OMG RED HOUSE COOKOOOUUTT! I made giant potato salad. The salad was giant, not the potatos. We grilled weenies over the roaring fire while David Bowie blasted through the living room window. Them boyz haz got speakerz, yo.

Gary is the fire master. He is super serious about building fires and being the only one able to do it correctly.

Today was cloudy and started out with me feeling really useful and generally not well. However, the Ginger came over and we hung out for a bit and went out to see his new house in Seven Devils. His road is very windy. I will not be visiting in the snow.

Also! I have a secret. A big secret. A secret that I am holding in the cavern of my cupped palms like an exotic butterfly. I am smiling just thinking about it. And feeling foolish. But really really really happy.

THIS WEEK: presentation, fraggle photo, interview, stop asking myself 'what do I want to do?' and instead start asking myself 'how do I want to life?'