A Lovely Saturday? I hope so

Today I woke up at 6:30 in the A.M. with an imprint on my face that looked uncannily like a book. Falling asleep with my face on a book probably accounts for that. These days I can't sit on my bed or anywhere actually and just read without falling asleep. But I do have one recourse: reading on the bike at the Y. Oh joy. And I think the bike makes it possible for me to read only because it's nearly impossible falling asleep on a bike with Faux News right in front of your face. :D

Now back to when I woke up. When I woke up my first thoughts were whoa my face is impressed and red, but also now at 6:35 in the morning, it's been almost exactly a week since I left Danforth. (like the almost exactly? I thought it was a great clarification.) Though I went back to sleep, that made me start thinking about what I have done in a week. Unfortunately, my brainstorm ( I just wanted to use that word) made me realize I had not done very much except think about TASP, phone conversations facilitated that, and wiki random things such as who translated Nietzsche.

I like parenthetical statements

My school starts Wednesday, but don't you worry. I am sensing a wonderful rant post on Tuesday.

Breanna I was volunteering at this assisted living place, and they were playing a trivia game. The final question was What state is known as the Cheese State? And I thought of you.

And to leave the whole TASP community with a wonderful thought, but Ryan, this is mostly for you

down in Denver, down in Denver
All I did was Die.
-On the Road

(there are many quotes about San Francisco and other random places but I liked this one about Denver the most, and by that I mean I didn't spare all the rest of you intentionally)