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[07 Sep 2009|10:27pm] Look at this beastly new backpack I bought! Words cannot even describe how excited I am. I don't get to take an overnight hiking trip in the Northwoods until October, but it'll be worth it. I also bought some new hiking boots, a sleeping mat, and a water bottle. I still need a winter sleeping bag as it gets really cold in Wisconsin (SHOCKER, YES?), but other than that I'm good to go. No more day trips for me; I'm ready for the long haul. There's something about just walking all day that I find exhilarating. Plus, I can trek onward for forever, and that helps a great deal. Anyway, I've spent too much money lately. I just dropped a shitload at REI, for starters, and have been shopping like a maniac out of boredom. I'm pretty good with my money, actually, but not having any usually helps. At least I'm purchasing useful stuff (slipper moccasins, underwear, a new fleece, Brewer tickets, Kashi cereal, some winter clothing, etc.) instead of just the trendy bullshit I usually get with regard to retail therapy. I don't really know why I threw Kashi cereal in there either. Oh, yes, due to its deliciousness, of course! I have a job. One of my schools is paying me to take notes for some people in my classes who have learning disabilities. Therefore, I'm getting paid to attend two of my history courses, which is awesome. I'm also tutoring history a couple times per week. Usually no one comes in so I just get to do my homework in the academic support center. I love getting paid to get my own tasks accomplished. It's awesome. Yeah, I have nothing interesting to add apart from the fact I need to learn how to be in a relationship without getting bored. 6 comments|post comment

She thinks that happiness is a mat that sits on her doorway. [24 Sep 2008|08:36am] "She had wandered, without rule or guidance, into a moral wilderness. Her intellect and heart had their home, as it were, in desert places, where she roamed as freely as the wild Indian in his woods. The scarlet letter was her passport into regions where other women dared not tread. Shame, Despair, Solitude! These had been her teachers—stern and wild ones—and they had made her strong, but taught her much amiss." -- From The Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne 52 comments|post comment

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