i has internetz!

...but I'm too lazy to blog. It's 1am. I just felt this burning desire to write a little note. Maybe increase the anticipation for a real post, or something like that. I've got pictures! Loads of pictures. But it's 1am and I think sleep might be more important. Especially since I was up until 2am last night watching Gremlins. Oh yeah. You heard me right.

I'll tell you all about my week later. Just remind me, k?

it's almost like iI'm moving or something

My flat hasn't looked this clean since I moved in. And even then, it's probably cleaner than it was the day I moved in. This is quite a feat, considering I hate cleaning. Not all the time, but probably about 98% of the time.

That 2% is comprised of those rare occasions where I start organizing say, my sock drawer, and end up going super massively compulsive and clean my entire room/apt/whatever I'm living in at the time. This typically involves taking clothing out drawer by drawer, unfolding, refolding and returning to each drawer. Then I go around collecting pieces of random paper that I can finally part with after years of not paying attention to (even though at some point, for some reason, I decided I just had to keep that piece of paper). Then I stack things neatly, and dust the remaining free space. Once I'm done, it looks like I've been a neat person the whole time. Generally this lasts a couple days, or until I have another useless piece of paper that I can't part with just yet. This time around, I'm going for a record of 6 weeks!

I guess I'm kind of cheating, since I won't actually be here. Whatever, it's my game so I get to make the rules.

t-24h to flight time!

i really have nothing to say but want to post something anyway.

I'm having a bit of a hard time concentrating today and coming up with a blog-worthy topic.

It might be the insanely beautiful weather.

It might be the fact that I finished my work yesterday and my brain is rebelling against any type of constructive thought.

It might be the fact that my brother will be here in 2 days.

It might be the fact that said brother and I are going to Dublin in 3 days.

It might be the fact that I'm going home in 12 days.

Maybe it's because every time I look at my hands I start thinking about what color I'm going to paint my nails next, but then I remember I'm waiting to paint my nails because you know that little note on the nail polish bottle that says "apply base coat first"? Yeah I totally ignored that and now my nails are kind of stained and I'm 99.9% sure that's why so I'm waiting to see if the stained color grows out but I really want to paint my nails like, yesterday, so I'm getting kind of impatient and yelling "grow!" at my nails. But that's crazy, because nails don't talk, and they definitely can't hear. Could you imagine if fingernails had ears?

See what I have to deal with? See the ridiculous amount of randomness going through my brain right now?

Too bad I couldn't make a post about all of this.

Except that I totally just did.

who am i?

<---- that's me. Just in case you care. I wanted to find some crazy picture that really depicts how awesome and fabulous and fun I am, but I settled on one that's actually pretty. Or at least I think so. You do too, right? Right? That's what I thought. So maybe I should start off with a little bit about me. Ya know, create a connection with my readers, or whatever. I'm in London right now for grad school. I've been here since last October and will be here until this October. I absolutely love it here, and if I had no attachments at home I would totally stay. But I kind of love my family, and my friends, and my boyfriend, and that's enough to love home more than London. I love food. I love talking about it, cooking it, and eating it. I'll pretty much eat anything except for peas. I can't stand peas. You may be thinking "you're crazy! They're not so bad." No, they really are. I have to pick them out of my food if they're in there to begin with. As I am a self-proclaimed foodie, I'm sure most of my posts will include food in some way, shape or form. Don't worry, I'll include pictures so you're not bored to death. I love music. I think it makes the world go 'round. My dad once asked me if my headphones were surgically attached to my ears. I grew up playing in the band and orchestra in school, so I have a soft spot for orchestral music. It makes me happy, no matter what's going on in my day. Sometimes I conduct the music I'm listening to. People I pass on the street must think I'm crazy, but I love it. I am also that person who has to sing along with every song on the radio, because not only do I love to sing, but I have quite the knack for memorizing things. As a kid I would impress people by reciting phone numbers. I could also tell who you were calling by listening to the tone of each number you pressed on the phone. But I digress...

If I could combine food and music into a career, I would be in heaven. We'll see how that one goes...

I'm currently following the WeightWatchers program online, so expect posts about health and weight loss and all that good stuff. I'll try and post points values for any recipes I make as well, just in case any of my boardie buddies are reading, and feel compelled to try out one of my "recipes" (I use this term loosely because I measure loosely. It's just a hassle).

I get sidetracked easily. Like this post - it's taking me an inordinately long time to write because I keep getting lost in my thoughts. I can't promise any regularity in posting for this reason. But I'll do my best.