“If we all did the things we are capable of doing, we would literally astound ourselves.”
– Thomas A. Edison

I think we are more than capable of astounding ourselves, people just don’t put the time and effort into doing it. 

Maybe some people just don’t know where the goalposts are, and are unable to even start heading in the right direction.

Maybe some people are content with where they stand already.

Whatever the case may be, I don’t see it as an excuse.

Take risks. Challenge yourself. Be astounding. Do astounding things.  

Cute, Cuddly, Evil Monsters

Makes you just want to go “awwwwwwhhhhh, sooo cuuuuuuuute wittle baby” doesn’t it?
Yeah. Until you hear these all night squeaking and scratching and digging and gnawing.



Gaaaahhhhhh

Been down one time, been down two times, ooooo Never going back again

At last I've reached my final destination: Allston, MA.
Just like good ol' Fleetwood Mac says, I'm Never Goin' Back Again.
How scary. Scary to think that I won't see my mom everyday anymore, or hear Perception Disorder play 4 nights a week, or snuggle with my dog everyday!

List of To-Do's/Realizations since arriving in Boston:
-I have way too many things. 11 boxes, 3 suitcases, a trunk, and 4 underbed storage cubes=way way way too much.
-It's weird thinking about grocery shopping for what you actually need, not just want.
-Buy toothpaste...the organic natural stuff they were giving out 2 years ago on the street is just not cutting it.
-College kids are dirty. Apparently I'm a little ocd.
-Must go to Haymarket tomorrow to get all the wonderful produce I want for practically nothing.
-I will be living off of cucumbers, tomatoes, red onions, avocado, mozzarella, limes and watermelon all summer.
-I still have way too many things. Clothes just keep coming from out of thin air.
-I can't wait to get my own apartment instead of sharing space with other people.
-I never realized how much I took advantage of central air and an attic fan.
-How much I missed being here.
-A dresser or armoire is essential.
-The two most important people in my life are now 1500 miles away, but still seem like they're right next to me.

.....Beachin'.....

One of the things that excites me the most about going back to Boston is the prospect of going to the beach.

Kansas has no beach.

It has no water (well...if you count ponds and mini lakes, then it does, but it's nothing compared to the salty, treacherous ocean!).

Kansas is a landlocked, flat, wheaty pancake.

I can't wait to dig my toes into the sand, and take a nap with the waves crashing right next to my head. I can't wait to watch the sunrise on the horizon, and wonder who is on all of those little sailboats and cruise ships and barges. I can't wait to look and see nothing but blue as far as I can see!

Okay, maybe it's not all it's cracked up to be, but I don't know that yet. I've never lived by water, or forests, or anything besides farmland and suburbia.

Happy beaching!