Send Me A Letter

I am out of words for today.

Classes have started. I am tired already and I haven’t had any work to do. I kind of wish my days weren’t going to be filled with so much chemistry. I suppose I should get used to it now while I still have some sort of life.

Maine this weekend for Belinda’s 21st! Should be a riot.

Dad, Blackberry, and Politics

Throughout our entire trip to DC, my father had his Blackberry practically glued to his hands. This isn’t because he is one of those crazy business execs (Does he really look like a buisness exec? C’mon now.) but because he is fascinated with the technology. And with the idea that he actually got one for free from his job. Granted, by having one, he was expected to respond to the hundreds of emails he got during his vacation (no exaggeration), but whatever. He also tried to spread the Word of the Blackberry to me, but I don’t really see a need for one object that does everything that my thousands of dollars of electronics all do…seperately…and on a larger scale. Pshhh… who needs a Blackberry (or an iPhone for that matter) anyway.

On another note, Lindsay and I have been following the DNC and RNC and honestly? I’m tired of politics already. I’m tired of hearing about how John McCain was a POW and can better serve our country because of it. Because, according to Palin, he Fought For Our Country… did Obama? (Did Bush? Did Clinton? Roosevelt? Wilson? Coolidge? Carter?…some of them were in the military, but saw no action). I still don’t understand what McCain is going to do for our country, other than handle all sorts of foreign affairs. I’ve heard about AIDS in Africa, about Iraq, about Iran, about Georgia… about almost every other country except for what he’s going to do here.

Oh, and Palin, while governer in Alaska, voted against a bill that would put polar bears on the endangered species list. Why? Because that would hurt the chances of being able to drill for oil in the areas where the polar bears live. That makes me want to vomit on her shoes.

The idea of the Republicans winning this ticket makes me nauseous. And the idea of the Democrats winning makes me nervous (Will Obama be able to live up to his claims? To his “fame”?).

Woah.

The Bends

Funny: I’m sitting in my room right now, watching Radiohead’s performance (live) in Santa Barbara on Radiohead TV. As I am watching (and hating myself for hating the music industry’s ridiculously high prices on concert tickets… I should have spent the $75!), I decide to update here. And they begin to play The Bends. This is when the above picture finishes uploading. When I took this picture, I was thinking about the fascination all of the children had with the gorilla. There were more kids at one time in the gorilla exhibit than in any other exhibit in the zoo, and most of them were crowded around this glass wall, reaching out to this large, sad-looking gorilla sitting by the window. And I am thinking to myself, as I am making this post: How bad does this gorilla have The Bends? I understand that zoos, especially the Smithsonian zoo, are there to help these creatures that wouldn’t have made it in the wild. It doesn’t make me feel any less sad for this gorilla stuck in a concrete and glass cage with the same tree to climb on day after day.

“i wish i could be happy
i wish
i wish
i wish that something would happen

i want to live and breathe
i want to be part of the human race”

Who is Watching Who?

My mom actually noticed this shot before I did. It would have been better if my dad was looking at the meercat, but what can you do? I didn’t want to ruin the shot.

On another note, my little sister is moving into college this weekend. How scary! It makes me feel so old. Classes start next week for me, and I must say that I am looking forward to it very much. While sitting around my apartment doing Absolutely Nothing is great, it gets old. Fast.

I have also decided that I am going to start shooting film. Often. Will has been shooting it, and it looks so glorious. I need some glory in my life.

Attack of the Flamingos

There were so many flamingos, all in this curly position. It was almost unsettling.