When talking about the weather in Florida, the conversation always follows this basic and depressing format:

A: How are you?
B: Fine, just trying to stay dry!
A: I know, this rain is terrible!
B: It is, but we really need it.
A: Yes, we really do.

some things

1) Dogs are smart in ways you wouldn't normally think about. This morning when I sat down at the computer, Jonah bolted to my room to get his rawhide. I just think it's cool that he remembered where it was, or at least, could figure out where it was without any hesitation.
2) Today I experienced my first rain without clouds. The trees have some pretty thick leaves here in the jungle, so they hold a LOT of rain. Well, I was outside smoking a cigarette when the wind started blowing like crazy, so the leaves were moving like crazy. Of course, all the rain water came down, but it sounded and even looked like it was really raining. I mean, I've seen water blown from trees before, but it never made me have to look up and double check that it really wasn't raining.
3) I had a dream last night I was sucking on Subway pickles. Mmmmmmm.
4) I also dreamt Sam was throwing me a high school graduation party!!! Because I never DID have a party.
5) Broken Social Scene is recording a new album!!! I think it's going to be different from their last two, like, maybe a little more chill. They are recording in Chicago with John McEntire, who is in Tortoise and, one of my personal favorites, The Sea and Cake. You can read Kevin Drew's blog entry here. But personally, I don't think they can fully abandon their vast array of instruments they normally like to include. I mean, I just can't picture a BSS album without a horn or two, or even without a woodwind! But I guess we will just have to wait and see...
6) I woke up at, like 8:45 this morning! I don't remember the last time I've been awake this early on a Sunday on my own accord. I'm starting to like being awake, but the only problem is I get tired a lot earlier! I mean, I went to bed around 11:45 last night. Lammeeee.
7) I'm starting to like a lot of things, and people, a lot more.
8) I'm even starting to like it here.

I take back what I said before

Notre-Dame de Paris, aka The Hunchback of Notre Dame, is hella good, once you get past the boring.

Also

I must have fallen asleep because I woke up somewhere different

When I opened my eyes I saw bright white walls shining with hand painted oil from my palms and the soles of a man who feels harder than the rain, but softer than the pain that sinks into my hips when his rough fingertips
search my whole body to discover the bone.
He also feels like too much sun and makes my pupils dilate and red spread underneath my skin until my limbs are fresh with heat, and my heart stops keeping beat as it slows, sinks, and swells, to the dismay of my cells
who come in the millions, and yet feel quite alone.
My head hangs on my spine like a broken streetlight
while my skirt is flying upward like your wanton kite
I want to be the one girl that you want to treat right
and not just in case you might get cold at night.
There are days when the sky is the film in my eyes, and it's hard to believe that the world isn't changing when my heart is expanding every day. But sometimes these feelings, they only can taunt me, when I can't imagine the reasons you want me, and the way that I feel is too good to be real
so this must be a dream that we've made.
And for those two weeks, I was tobacco free. Now your lungs are expanding, and your muscles stretch beneath me, and your soul drips like water onto a fever as my head becomes bright and increasingly warm, but before the words I choke on finally form, you have figured it out, and now love kills all doubt.
You know what I am, and you still aren't afraid.

PEOPLE PEOPLE PEOPLE

RAISE YOUR HAND IF YOU HAVE A SEXY BOYFRIEND





In other news, I could really go for some steak and shake, so that's where I'll be. You know, in all of my years, I had never even heard of one, let alone ate there. So there are small miracles in Florida that I'm discovering every day.
Like how it's almost ninety degrees out right now although it will probably be like, forty tonight.

Yesterday

was a bad day, my apologies.

Anyway, I haven't had much blogging inspiration lately, but here's a couple of things

1) Harlan, Sarah, Waylon, and I have taken it upon ourselves to form the best worst band in the world. Find us on the internet.
2) It's Saturday, and probably one of the nicest days I've seen in a while. Too bad I'm in bed with a headache and nothing to do!
3) Now I can drink four beers instead of three.

Darth Vader

My body continues to fail me. I have be come increasingly distraught by the ever-present knowledge of my own mortality.
This is why I'm having my minions design a full suit of black body armor, with a matching cape and helmet.
Now I will be indestructible until further notice.

What I assumed to be menstrual cramps was actually liver failure. Let's hope I live to see the new year.

It's eighty one degrees. Merry Christmas!

It's thirty two degrees.
I've been spending hours making playlists.
I ate some pizza today.

Florida weather

By the way, I thought you all should know that at two o clock in the morning, it was thirty degrees outside.
FAHRENHEIT.
Apparently, tropical environments do have other seasons. I am happy about this.
SO LEAVE YOUR STEREOTYPES AT THE DOOR PEOPLE. NO ONE HERE IS AS TAN AS WE'VE IMAGINED.
except for the naturally tan and olive-skinned variety.
see harlan and my sister.