because, in the daylight anywhere feels like home.

my mouth [fingers] need to be let loose for just a moment. my brain is over filling with nonsensical ideas.

today dearest Miss Burton announced to me that she would be Mrs. Ogden, come December. Now, isn't that just crazy? a girl who has been my close friend since seventh grade, getting married. Mr. Kent Ogden is a perfect fit, however. I am quite glad that it has happened sooner than later. [seeing as the other option was April--due to the end of semesters--and I would be in Russia come April]

today, as already mentioned, i went home. as i was sitting in the office, admiring the vintage-y beauty of Zooey Deschanel,  i heard my brother Benjamin say, "Mom, I found the video of my birth." As you can imagine, I was overcome with a horrific laughter. Horrific? Yes, because I was horrified that 1. we might have a video of his birth and 2. he was watching it. But the laughter? Mostly because i knew there was no way my mother would have a video of that.

you know those people that spew out words about the same thing every time you talk to them? and half the time you don't even know what they are saying but you just nod? well, this poor lady in my parents' neighborhood is one of those. she came over to talk to my mom, and we both were standing there at the door. her mouth was moving at one hundred miles per hour [she has a distinct baby voice], and my mom seemed like she knew what this woman was talking about. [i sure did not], and as soon as my mother shut the door, i burst out laughing, and said, "wow. i'm confused." and my mother just nodded and said, "well yes, we all are when she is here."

pointless story. my apologies.

last thing: the loss of a card that is debited.
i don't know if that makes sense. but, i have this horrible habit entitled, "I lost my keys, where is my phone?" [stolen lyrics.] This habit mostly includes losing my keys, and my phone. But, if often will let me misplace my other valuable items. Such as: a debit card. You see, I normally lose it...and then remember where I put it. However, last night was different. On Friday I had worked 13 hours. My parents were running a half marathon on the Saturday and needed my help in the morning. So, at twelve thirty, i drove home. [i was stuck in traffic because of construction]. I didn't get home until two thirty. I went to sleep, only to wake up at five thirty to help my little brother with his weigh in. then, after a busy morning, i set out to work for eleven and a half hours. now,  i'm a complainer--ill admit it, but i would like to stray away while blogging--but my job really demands a lot physically from me. and so, after two long days of work, and three hours to cushion, i was exhausted. and when you misplace a card during exhaustion, you a destined for failure. so, on my to do list, i have to get a new one.

hopefully more eventful activities will arrive, so that i can at least make myself laugh. dear sarcasm, come back. love billy