nimchimpsky

so in one weekend, I saw Hellboy (which was entertaining, if a little silly), had inspiring conversations (based on this essay), went to a campfire, drank malt liquor mimosas, slept outside in a redwood forest, and celebrated Easter by sitting in my great aunt's living room for five hours, talking about absolutely nothing with my aunts, uncles and cousins.

Now I have a week of job-seeking, essay writing, girlfriend-finding, and candy-eating.

laters.