Plane ride = so sweet. We flew to Catalina Island for lunch. I got to take the controls for a few minutes on the way back, and even though all that involved was me clutching the steering thing and grinning and maybe turning a little bit, I can still say I've flown a plane.

I blindly trust pilots/military men with my life.

I was just looking at Courtney's pics on that other site and I'm so SAD that I can't be in Holland for Tulip Time. That was like my favorite thing to do as a kid. I have a lot of intense memories connected with 8th street. I miss it I miss it I miss it.

Why is Ben and Bruno SO GOOD?

I have so much fun with my roommate. We went to bed early last night, but I had consumed 40oz of coffee earlier in the day, so I couldn't sleep. We just laughed so hard for so long. I think I'm going to San Fransisco with her and the un-bf to see Bright Eyes. Free ride, free place to stay, free ticket. How can I pass that up? I never get to spend long periods of time with her so I'm really excited.

Guys, I'm getting fat. You know all the clothes you keep around because you think you're going to fit into them again someday? I just chucked them all. Threw 'em in my hallway's "free" box and didn't look back. I guess I'm not getting fat...just proportionately bigger everywhere or something. I think that automatically happens when you hit your mid-twenties.

Oh man, Courtney, is there ridiculously good shopping in Chicago? Because there is here. I think of you all the time and how much you'd freak out at some of these stores. I just recently discovered the dangers of H&M. I walk in there and five and ten dollar bills start flying out of my pockets. They're all like, "I'm just $10, it's ok to spend me!"

I need to find a job. Shoot.