with a hey, ho, the wind & the rain

Eric just called me from work to tell me that he learned the Alice in Chains songs "Rooster", "I Stay Away" and "What the Hell Have I?" for me and I was all "awwww".

My grandmother said last week that she'd come over to get the white bunny, but she never came and I've bonded with the tiny fellow so he's a Poggi now. I've named him Shadow, cause I love the idea of a pure white rabbit being called Shadow. The vet gave him a clean bill of health and said that while he isn't sure at this point, his guess is that Shadow is a boy.


Mister Lovebone is still his chubby, adorable, characteristic self.



Filburt has been having problems with his neck. Or rather, his neck problem from a few months ago never completely went away and it started flaring up again. The vet drained his neck again and said that the infection looks like it's going to go away soon, which I really hope is the case. Filburt is otherwise well.

I mentioned that I got a B- on a literature paper that I put a lot of effort into, and that I was not looking forward to finding out what grade I got on the philosophy paper that I wrote in a tired and confused state. Well, to my pleasant suprise, I ended up getting an A.

O.o

Hell, I'll take it! I love iorny, I really do.

Eric and I (Eric and me? I don't know or care) somehow got to talking about swans today. I joked that those things are the birds of satan, because their beauty is deceptive and they are really nasty birds. I got chased and honked at by one as a kid and I've heard other stories about swans being, well, not nice. Eric was like, "yeah you know how people say, 'the ugly duckling turned into a swan'? It's true, so many average people who become physically beautiful turn into complete bitches/assholes, just like swans." I had never thought of it that way. That's one of the many things I love about Eric; that I'm able to have intelligent, insightful, ridiculous, gross, or geeky conversation with him on a whim. We'll have thoughtful conversations then make fart jokes or go on for ages about Star Wars, it's great.

Anyways, since my professor cancelled tomorrow's class for some reason, I'm on spring break right now. Most people are like, "yeah, spring break, party time!" then there's me who is like, "sweet, I have a whole week to read and paint and write and take pictures as much as I want!" I really am glad though. I have a lot of writing and coloring especially that I can't wait to get started on.

Lastly, here's a picture I took a couple of mornings ago at around 6am. One of the many strange things about me is that I like waking up early, even when I don't need to. I thought it was neat how this tree seemed to be almost basking in its own light:
( just one )

If you're on my jessex friends list and come across this journal, feel free to add it if you'd like. The reason I didn't advertise it is that I didn't want to make people who never really read or care about my entries, which I feel applies to most of the people on that friends list, feel obligated to add the new username. But yeah, I would be happy to keep corresponding with whoever wants to.

Most of the past several days I've spent reading and working on a couple of art projects. Well, the term "projects" makes them sound more sophisticated than they are; I've pretty much just been cutting up pictures and phrases from magazines and sticking them on posterboard. No rhyme or reason to it, just stuff that I like looking at. "Arts & crafts" is a better description. I've never been much of an artist but lately I've had the urge to attempt some drawings and stuff.

I haven't seen my boyfriend in five days because I've been caught up in my own little world. Fortunately, Eric isn't one of those people who needs to be around his girlfriend 24/7 and he understands that sometimes (a lot of times actually)I need to be by myself. We'll probably see each other today.