the treaty of ghent

who can turn the world on with her smile? who can take a nothing day, and suddenly make it all seem worthwhile?

so i am minding my own business today at the bookstore. i am browsing the history non-fiction. i'm not sure why, sometimes it interests me i guess. actually more often than not, funny how that works out. moving on, the odder part of the experience was these two older men, i would say forty to fifty somethings. they reminded me of my ap us history teacher. they are holding some books and chatting about history. but not just anything, oh no, as my subject may give away, they were discussing the Treaty of Ghent... (one means or method of learning about it here) and while i have no clue as to why i used to find it so funny, or maybe i never had a reason, which would explain my reaction in the middle of the bookstore... what was it? just out of the blue, hysterical, snort-out-loud laughter. Did they look at me? Did they notice? Clearly. Did I laugh harder because i was trying to quell it? Yes. Oh it was a good time. I wonder if i ever had a reason, or if it just hits a funny bone? I wish i could remember...

"she's basically like WWCD" (excerpt from the phone conv. i am simultaneously having with andrew) (what would cappy do?)

this launched the existence of a mohammed figure in the italian language. but thats done too now.


i just finsihed admiring my long and unruly curly hair. its fun to do sometimes, i always forget its there when i have it up in a ponytail all the time.

watched a seriously fucked up movie tonight. yay!