New!Mexico!

If you could have a happening dance band composed of 2 instruments, barring guitar and bass and a drum kit (b/c that would be like minimum 5 things, a kit would) what would they be and why? (You get vocals only so long as someone could logically have a mouth free.)

Should store-bought socks be striped or argyle?

Give a situation in which you would be comfortable in fitted overalls.

Are raisins better in baked goods or raw with a handful of almonds?

Champagne cocktail or second glass of champagne?

Allen wrenches or screwdrivers? Discuss.

Desert trip to visit family or running off screaming into the mesas?

I'm possibly the worst at keeping in touch ever. Mostly because I assume that people don't want to hear from me and then once I decide to work past that I'm stuck with how bad I am at this whole using language deal. We'll all ignore that for a bit. Meep meep meep.

Best beloveds, how are you? I'm holding it mostly together. School application essays are a drag, especially once you aren't 17 anymore. Who cares how my life has been changed by books? Can't we talk about how Tristam Shandy changed English literature instead? Who exactly should I claim as a personal hero? As I grow, I realize that most of my heroes are failures and wrecks, happy nothings or squandered somethings- not a comforting realization for me and doubtlessly less so for those used to receiving essays about a favourite great-aunt or MLK Jr. or Bono. I don't want to make claims about how a school is going to make me happy. I want to finish my degree. At this point, no institution is going to be my salvation and I'd be lying to say I really really want to go to any college that actually exists. (My ideal would be free of doubletalk and well-intentioned euphemism. It would always be early fall, weatherwise. The curriculum wouldn't be so ridiculously short-sighted and professors would remind lit students to read outside of class. And my favorite people would all be within a 15 minute walk of campus.) But I do want to go back so I guess I've got to suck it up and write something quickish.

Miss us.