The hammock days

When I was a kid and summer break first started, it seemed endless. What would I do for the whole month of July? The whole month of August? This summer is compartmentalized into weeks, and there aren't really that many of them. There are also no new Harry Potter books. This may sound impossibly geeky, but I sort of measured the summer around the new book-- the (many year) countdown until it was released, the release party that my friends and I got dressed up for, the marathon all-night read, the rest of the summer debating the series online. I miss the Shipping Wars.


I found this picture in my online collection. It's of my friend Caro and me; we've been friends since... well, since before this picture was taken. We appear to be on a camping trip. Are we in the Cascades, maybe? I honestly have no idea. Caro is the adorable one, while I'm the one who looks a bit like a vampire. Caro, for the record, was one of the friends who would get just as rigged up in a homemade Hogwarts uniform as I did.

I'm taking some classes at a local college, instead of finishing the ones that I missed when I was sick. Tomorrow's only my third day, but it's pretty interesting so far. Pre-Cal (or Math&141, because that's way less confusing) is my favorite class so far, and I am not a "math person." Funny.

There's not really that much to report right now. Hopefully I'll have an audition or two coming up soon. Remember, "Hell hath no fury like the vast robot armies of a woman scorned." (Yeah, I put that in because someone on Futurama just said it; it has no relation to the rest of the paragraph.)