OurStory

i watched an entire episode of the O-freakin-C. wow. is that sad? i don't know. but it was entertaining, and mind numbing. i almost feel like i lost some brain power. no offence to OC watchers, but it's me, and i've never watched it, and have laughed at people who obsess over it, and, well, there i was, watching it. oh well.and i was knitting and i definately don't have enough yarn (again) to make an entire anything. so, i'm thinking of taking my first not-an-entire-anything scarf that's rainbow and add onto it with the yarn from my second not-an-entire-anything scarf that's solid blue, which will make probably a short scarf, but at least a longer not-an-entire-anything scarf that doesn't have a decent color scheme because i will switch yarns in the middle. actually, near the beginning. it means also that the chunk of blue scarf i just made gets all taken out...which on one hand is sad because i spent a while on it, but on the other hand not sad enough to stop me from taking it out. plus, it's so satisfying to unravel something like that.in other news i got deferred to regular admission for stanford, which is kinda cool because i'm good enough not to get rejected until april instead of today, and not good enough to just get accepted. oh well. i wasn't really hoping for anything. but it's still kinda cool.annnd (because deep thoughts are funny)...If you're robbing a bank and you're pants fall down, I think it's okay to laugh and to let the hostages laugh too, because, come on, life is funny.