lots of carole king songs

Sometimes I stay up late pretending I don't have a soul and that I don't care. It's a silly way to live.

I won't do that tonight.


In other news, thanks to my great brother-in-law I've been able to borrow an HDV camera from one of his photo buddies. Now I will stop stressing out about not being able to capture Paraguay tapes. Now I will start stressing about other things. Why am I so slow to change? 

Only solution I see in sight: Yoga tomorrow morning.


And a bike ride.

Yes.

Oh, and most especially jumping into a lake.

angels crying so hard they're laughing*

I have broken into an odd, all-over, symmetrical kind of itchy rash and the only thing we can figure is that it's my stress exploding out. It started yesterday and I went through an entire tube of a generic hydrocortisone cream. I've been wrapping my head in a turban so I can't itch my ears. 

This started yesterday because today is the eve of my departure for everything.

So thank you, heavens, for suddenly letting all your rain pour down upon this earth because I went outside to stand in said downpour and it's the best I've felt all week.

I can promise you one thing, I will continue to be stressed but this is the best summer ever.



*read this article: http://www.nytimes.com/2010/06/29/science/29tier.html