my feet are special and therefore this post is named after them
So I'm bad about updating. Sorry. But nothing interesting has happened. I mean it's life. What do you expect? Not that life isn't interesting, but not in the way that anyone cares to hear about. That and I haven't been having any deep or provoking thoughts. Well not since the Ashlee Simpson blog. Which was, let's face it, pure unaldultrated genius. Midterms this week and last week. So far I've had French and Western Civ. Tomorrow is Religion and Stat is on Monday. And my WC midterm essay is also due on Monday. Yippee. Should be a fun fun weekend.On the brightside, I'm not going to New Orleans this weekend (long story; Shannon and Chloe are driving down with Chloe's boyfriend) which means plenty of time for me to be studious on Sunday. And Friday yay. Can you tell I'm excited? I'm shivering with antici....pation! (Rocky Horror allusion, snaps for me!). Not really. But Alex and I are going to Sam Moon this weekend and lunching in Dallas (YUM) and on Tuesday I'm getting my hair cut with Lizzie the best hair dresser in the world (everyone who can get your hair cut by her at Nicole Day Spa, she is a genius I say). Let's just say that my hair will be the most awesome thing ever. And I will find a way to get a picture on here. Somehow.
And...I forgot. Oh I went to the rec center today and ran a lot and then did ab work. And somehow developed a blister on my foot. Not on my heel or on my toe, someplace normal and convenient but right on the inner edge of the arch of my left foot. Not far enough in so that I don't step on it but far enough over to where its on the nice soft middle of the foot skin that HURTS. What's worse? It's like a water blister but has no water=most painful type of blister. Evil. I know you all realy wanted to hear about my feet. Ha ha ha. I'm going to try and read some of Mr. Camus' political essays, get my laundry, shower, then back into the religion studying, dinner/studying with Leslie, study group at 9 (which I will shoot someone at if it ends up like last time) and then bed. Sleeeeeeeeeep. Yesssss. So wonderful. That's all for now. If I think of something smartish I'll post it. Until then.
posted by kellyisdelightful @ 4:39 PM
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An Ode to Feet:
Feet are funky
Feet are cool
Feet are chunky
and never drool
Feet smell good
or sometimes bad
Feet can be made of wood
In which case, feet are sad.
Feet move us from place to place
And help us dance and frolick
Without feet we'd wear a sad face
And have to walk on our hands.
Frolick and hands rhyme as of RIGHT NOW.
: )
Have an enjoyable weekend and beyond. There WILL be a Sonic Night over Turkey Break. I'll make sure of it.
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