My mind wanders like a lost sheep named George.

It's Hump day!

WE'RE ALMOST DONE WITH MARTHA AND ALMOST
TO DONNA AND I CAN'T!

Today finds me in my pajamas, trying to write a blog post, procrastinating on tumblr, and listening to Twin Forks, this fantastic band John introduced me to. Essentially, it is a terribly normal, rather boring Wednesday. I'm going to reply to your posts now. Except for Grace's because it was a letter to Laura.

Laura: Your post was scattered, but rather fantastic. All the TFIOS pictures made me want to curl up in fetal position and cry for the next 7 years of my life.

Unfortunately  I can't do this because I have to like, graduate high school and such.

Mercy: Your post was wonderful. And I completely respect the "I don't want to grow up" thing. I wish to stay young and stupid forever. Unfortunately, this is not an option in world in which we live. But I sure as heck wish it was.

So, I finished school, kind of, for the Summer...yesterday? But I feel like crap, because I caught the stupid Ege disease. Not that it wasn't worth it to go to their house, but I feel like I'm going to cough up an internal organ. This is not the best way to start my Summer vacation. Not that it prohibits my social plans, because let's be honest here, I don't have any social plans, but I wish I could sit outside on a hammock and read a book, but I'm sick and that sounds like far too much effort. Not to mention it's been cloudy and gross. Like me. The weather seems to feel like I do. Which reminds me of the Relient K song that I was obsessed with back in  *shudders* middle school.

Although being sick has it's advantages, I can get anyone to do anything for me if I just cough a little. Basically, I'm just bored with my life. I just wish that by reading books I could literally become the main character. But I am stuck in a constant reality, without an escape. And I love it. But I hate it. My mood is like to weather: ever changing.

As it is Wednesday, it's time for my Woman Crush. Now today my woman crush is the main character from Much Ado About Nothing, Beatrice. Both of the main charterers from Much Ado About Nothing are just so human. Because I'm a woman I obviously relate more to Beatrice because she's a woman. She's so really sassy and sarcastic, essentially, Shakespeare wrote me 400 years before my birth. Clearly, he was a Time Lord.

Well I have to bounce, but first here's a song by that awesome band I talked about previously.

Grace, I'm looking forward to your post tomorrow! I miss your cute little face! Gurl please -Rosie