The place she feared most

So, to start off by stating the obvious, it's been quite some time since I've cared enough to write anything in here. I'm guessing that my actual blogging will taper off greatly this year, and I wouldn't be at all surprised if I remove everything in here completely by next year. I'm still doing photography and getting better all the time, and I'm still writing, but really, it makes sense to me that, because I'm such a different person now than I was when I started, that I should maybe start a new blog. It only seems like the logical progression to me. Maybe I'm silly for that.

Stevie and I had a blast together today. Check it:

Hot damn, we're awesome.

Getting the hang of this online school thing is surprisingly difficult, but not wholly unenjoyable.

I'm REALLY getting into this low-carb, low sugar diet that I'm on. I made mashed cauliflower and half an avocado for dinner last night, and enjoyed it immensely. Since today was my cheat day (I have a cheat day every two weeks), I had a small piece of cake, and I'll be getting some Starbucks later. I feel sluggish after eating carbs (which may be entirely psychosomatic, but either way, I feel sluggish), and reminding myself of how icky I feel helps me stay on track.

I have a new favorite song right now. Don't I always?

I can't stop listening to it.

I met a photographer today, and we chatted for awhile and agreed to meet up to talk shop and show off our work to each other. I'm really excited...I peeked at his stuff on Facebook, and he's great. I'm hoping to learn something.

I don't know what it is about reading history books that disrupts my ability to focus so hard, but I cannot focus on this chapter. I've read it twice and I couldn't tell you the first thing about Women in Eurasia before 1000 BC, other than the fact that there were women around. I probably won't be doing terribly well on this quiz. I just...I can't focus when it comes to history. Man. I'm a WONDERFUL student.

Allen and I found a subreddit called 50/50. Shit is stressful. But we played around on it for HOURS last night.

I've been watching Friends on Netflix like it's my fucking job, and I have no regrets about it.

Aside from History, I'm trying to get through all of my Psychology work. If I finish everything by April 17th, I get a shitload of extra credit. And I am down with that. I got all Bs and a A last semester, and the thing that kept me from getting all As was my attendance. But that straight Cs semester a few semesters ago really hurt my GPA, and I'm still trying to bring that back up. Oy.

My daddy had his first surgery two days ago. And I'm a right shit for writing it down as next Friday, so imagine how fucking crap I felt when he called me Friday night, in so much pain and sounding not terribly great. I just called him to check on him, and he sounds much better today, but the pain medication is making him nauseous, and he can't move his leg at all. My poor, strong daddy. I'm excited to see him in about five weeks. It'll be wonderful. I've missed him so much. I won't be able to do much with him but cook, eat, and watch movies, but maybe I can drive with him out to the Dunes and to some of my favorite abandoned places that are easily accessible.

I can't really think of anything else to put in here.

Ha ha ha, that's a lie, I totally can think of things to put in here.

I have no problems with admitting what a magpie I am. It's big, it's sparkly, it's real, and it's mine. I love it so fucking hard. Plus, it was custom made for me. I don't care if I look superficial for saying that I look at it all the god damn time. I love it!

Anyway, I suppose that's all for now. I should probably try and finish this homework. Since it's due at midnight and all.