My sleeping heart woke, and my waking heart spoke

Hm. There was a lovely little "f" in my bowl of honey-mustard pretzels tonight, and earlier at work after i'd clipped a handful of sunflowers, i noticed that two of the stems had rolled into the perfect shape of a capital T! It was awesome, especially since Ted from inside the grocery store was outside visiting me on his break at the time. "T" for Teddy.

Busy here tonight checking student papers for plagiarism. This time it's Voltaire's Candide, which of course makes my mind rush all over the random associations therein, like Cabaret Voltaire (a band which a cute boy i once knew adored) and yeast infections (candida, ick). Very exciting. ::yawn::

Sometimes i think i have a touch of that Super-memory business. Feels like i can never forget people, places, colors, temperatures, smells, moments. i am constantly re-living memories in my head, which makes living in the moment very taxing. Seems like i can never catch up to myself, or something. More on this later.

For now, here's the best scene from Teen Witch! Enjoy.

p.s.) Resuscitated most of my dead links over there on the right, in case anyone was having any problems... i love how flattering it is to think that anyone is actually here, ever. Remarkable!