written with morning uneasiness (of the gassy nature)

i woke up at around 7-7:15 this morning to go pick up my sister, Kathy. she's a nurse at cedars-sinai and works the graveyard shift. that means you go in at 7 pm and come out at 7 am. i think she missed me because she couldn't stop talking! flappin' da yap, catching up and stuff.

we had coffee as breakfast (and cupcakes!) in larchmont. we tried to find tamales at the farmer's market at Larchmont Village, but the tamale stand wasn't even up! but we did find some awesome carrot stackage and fritty fennel fronds. i just decided that the word frond has always been a favorite word of mine, i just never acknowledged it as such! here's an awesome picture of them i took on my phone.

i give you: fennel fronds and baby carrots at 7AM on a Sunday morning.

oh now i feel like i should play a sunday morning song... like that maroon 5 song or that no doubt song...

let's see, i got Mike Snow - Black & Blue playing now. it sucks  that i only like 3 of his songs. the others on his album stink, in my opinion. 

not looking forward to this week of school. i have a paper due for dance, a midterm for my stupid boring morning history class, and then i have to go to a workshop on nonviolence for my religious studies class... it's by the Nonviolence Peace Force group in Riverside. pretty neat, but workshops always are tiring.... i've had my share. and it's the day before valentines! :( but i feel like i'll be in for a surprise when i return from said workshop by Derek... but expecting is assuming and assuming is not good. donc, i will just be, as i often say, "regular". this "regular" with quotations means... be nonchalant. be ambivalent. be... je ne sais pas... aloof peut-être?

and i am currently taking french 3 so i will sometimes add french to english. so... franglish :)

 this song reminds me of myself. because i DO like to sing and put my headphones loud so my hips can swing.

 i think i'll take a bath before i leave for riverside. and have wavy clean hair for the ride back :) i hate sitting in a car for longer than 10-15 minutes with stinky hair... or just feeling stinky over all.

well, i think ill stop here before i start typing about every single little thing around me that i notice like my brother's newly showered wavy hair... or my mom shuffling the ads in the Sunday newspaper. or my dad outside using the faucet for the front lawn.

<3 lou