I defend my thesis on monday…crawling into a hole this weekend to get my presentation done.
I’m in the archives now and there is a light flashing overhead. If I don’t make it out alive…remember me fondly tumblr.
The absolute perfect spring morning today.
no first round upset here.
Yeah, but what happened after the first kiss video? I wanna know who hooked up, who became best friends, and who thought it was so awkward that they can’t talk about it anymore.
Internet browsing for a pair of overalls instead of studying for midterms and writing my thesis.
the best things are always in museums.
"…until your heart beat sounds like my last name…" Rudy Francisco - To the Girl Who Works at Starbucks Down the Street from my House…
a year of unbelievable highs and devastating lows.
who the hell knows what will happen next.
still learning. still growing.
There was a coffee shop in the basement of one of the buildings on campus. If you brought in a button they would give you a free cup of coffee. After they closed, they gave all of the buttons to the university archive. So now I’m cataloging and housing all of them at work this week…this isn’t even half of them.
When the cat is away the mice will spend extra time in the bathroom taking selfies.
as seen outside the library.
Traveling with parents means countless photographs with questionable quality. For example…me, the Tower of London, and my father’s thumb.
drive home from college consisted of a few sing alongs and out running two mile wide tornados.