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feeling: about as ^_^ as I've felt in weeks
listening to: Escaflowne - Cubic graces the shuffled playlist
Seriously. Walking outside after dark when the temperature's in the, oh, mid-40s is one of those little simple pleasures for me. I'd rather be nice and warm out in the cold wearing a heavy, soft jacket than be warm wearing a T-shirt out in the heat. It's kinda like how so many people seem to prefer sleeping with a blanket even when it's hot, I guess. It was kinda funny... I was just out for one such walk (in case you couldn't tell) and behind me was a pair of girls walking in the same direction, one of whom kept whining about how freezing it was and chattering her teeth for effect and such. While there I am, feeling the chilly air but still nice and cozy and wishing I could make such outings more often here on south campus without, you know, fearing for my life. *sigh*
And you know what's funny about all this? The fact that this week could very well end up being just as cruel to me as last week was. Check my last couple posts for my accounts of that. No, but... I dunno, for some reason, even though I know studying for that midterm and doing all the homework I'll have to do this week is gonna kill me, I still have some kind of happy outlook right now. Took a walk in the cold after dark to make me realize it, but hey. Not that I wouldn't do that again anytime.
Anyway. Some random tidbits...
Yesterday whilst picking up a few things from K-mart, I actually saw the freaking Bearded Lady. Seriously, this woman had hair on her upper lip, chin, and neck that was longer and heavier than my leg hair can get in winter. And now that you realize how big a waste of my time I think shaving is, shall I also share my other possibly-positive physical health outlook o' the week?
...nah. :P
So also, yesterday I popped through 3 pet stores and a fish store continued my search for Betta #2. Still no luck. But while wandering around in Petco, I stopped by the ferret cage around feeding time. All I had to do was stick one hand down into the cage, and next thing I knew, half a dozen squeaky little furry critters were latched onto my arm and hand, searching for food. One of them, though, completely overshot my hand, sunk his little claws into my sweater sleeve, and scurried right up to my shoulder. He then proceeded to sniff all around my face, my hair, my ears... and you know what? There is no cuter sound in the world than that of a ferret sniffing your ear. *squee* Anyway, I tried to put the little bugger back in his cage, but he wasn't done with me. Soon as I put him down he whipped around and latched onto my sleeve again, climbed up, sniffed around, begged me to take him home, etc. I put him back, and we repeated the cycle 3 or so more times before I finally got him to stay in his cage so I could leave, as the store was closing. I swear, if I weren't still a jobless college grunt living in a dorm and dependent on mommy and daddy, the little bugger would be curled around my neck munching a pellet and sniffing my ear even as I type this. *double sigh*
It's those little things in life... ^u^
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 10/28/2002 07:20:00 PM
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