I've made the transition to Tumblr.

So if you follow me here, you should follow me there, because I won't be writing on here anymore.

You can find my Tumblr here. Check it. =].

So. I'm sick. Which has been just great considering last week was the first week of class and all. But, I'm finally going to the doctor tomorrow morning. AND! I'm going to the Chiropractor today which will be truly amazing. My back pain has been increasing, so I'm really happy about finally being able to go. I'm hoping they put me on that stretcher thingy. I'm not entirely sure what it's called. But, it's amazing.

Anyway--I've got a bit of reading to do for tomorrow, but I can't really do any of it because I don't have the books for poetry yet. Fail Berry bookstore. I'm trying to find someone that does before tomorrow so I can sneak into the office and make copies. Maybe I'll call Rachel later.

Anyway, I'm going to eat something and finish my Thera-flu.

Peace. Love.

My love.

Can someone PLEASE explain to me why this man isn't in my life:

God. Thank you, Taylor Kitsch, for existing. And for making me happy every time I see your beautiful face.

Now, if only you were actually in my life. That would be perfect.

I love Friday Night Lights.

This show is so wonderful.

Just by the way.

So, classes start tomorrow.

I'm not really looking forward to this. I'm not not either though... it's sort of a strange feeling. I am somewhat looking forward to this semester, but on the other hand I could hate this semester. I really don't want to hate it because I want to do really well again like I did in the fall.

There is so much that I need to do before tomorrow that it isn't even funny.

I am going to be finishing up my paper here tonight. I can't believe that it's taken me this long to finish it. Guhh. I hate it.

Tomorrow is going to be long. I work most of the day, though, so I don't think it will be bad. I love my job, which is fortunate, seeing as I have to be there at 8:00am. Death. So, I've got to get to bed at a reasonable hour tonight. I may have to take something so I'll actually go to sleep.

Anyway, I'm going to finish cleaning now. And then it's on to finishing my paper.

BEST PICTURE EVER.

Paul is saying, "Listen, George. You shouldn't marry a fan. It's not going to work out. Make a funny face instead!"

I go through phases with things.

What I mean is, I can be completely obsessed with things for certain periods of time, and then once something else comes along--I don't drop it completely, and I do come back to it from time-to-time, but chances are, I'm obsessed with something else by that point.

I do it mostly with music, TV shows, and book series. It doesn't really happen with movies. My favorite movies have tended to stay the same--with one tacked on here and there depending.

For example: Right now I'm really hooked on The Fray. I've got their CD in my car player, and I listen to them constantly on my iPod. But--this will probably change at some point. They won't go away and they may even come back because this is the second time around for them. I had a phase with them in high school. Also, right now, I'm really into Ghost Whisperer, the TV show. I watch all the re-runs and spend a lot of time googling and messing around trying to find things out about the actors. Before GW, it was Bones. Now, this is not to say that I don't watch Bones anymore, because I certainly do. I'm just not AS obsessed with it anymore. I don't really have a book series right now, but the last one was...and this is really embarrassing, especially since looking back it's really not that great of a series...Twilight. Guhh. But, I haven't really done a lot of pleasure reading here lately... so.

But, while I might go through these phases that doesn't mean that there aren't staples that no matter what phases I'm in I'll drop everything for.

They are:

The Beatles.

Tyrone Wells.

NCIS.

The West Wing [although, I have to watch it on DVD since it's not on anymore]

All J.D. Salinger books.

Harry Potter.

Yep.

So, that's that.

Good job, Sarah. You've done it again.

YES!

THEY MAKE FAKE BACON!

Why has no one told me this?!

I have to say--Morning Star, you did a pretty good job.