Répéter: Trois Jours.

I should be writing my paper on sexuality and nationalism.

I’ve spent my afternoon making spinach-and-artichoke dip for my mojito chicken nacho dinner tonight. (The whole cooking thing? Yeah, it’s taking off with frightening fast elevation.  I think i’ve watched three or four hours worth of Sorted videos in the last two days alone). Before that, there was a stroll around The Meadows and the library under the ruse of “returning my books.”

You get the idea.

My restlessness is not unfounded, if resiliently unproductive. In a mere three days (THREE DAYS) J will be here for his spring break. I can’t breathe, i can’t focus, and i certainly cannot think about anything else (much less worrying over the intersection of sexuality and nationalism in a 2500 word essay).

So here am i, procrastinating in my most favorite way. Writing to you. My current second-favorite means of not-doing-homework is reading up on restaurants in Paris and London, where we’ll visit in the twelve days J is here. (If you have suggestions, please do leave them in the comments!)

As if seeing him were not enough, i’m finally realizing my thirteen-year-old dream of scaling the Eiffel Tower and downing more wine and cheese than i can imagine. Maybe the wine part wasn’t so influential in my eighth-grade-doodles. Whatever. Je voudrais deux baguettess’il-vous-plaît, i practice. Mademoiselle Kelly would be proud. I’ve come two inches in my French grammar since my middle school days. But i can rock the all-black-clothing with pouty-red-lipstick look like Amélie personally loaned me her wardrobe. My sense of fashion has certainly progressed since then

I have a running playlist of the strangest juxtapositions: Zac Brown Band (for him), Edith Piaf (for Paris), and the Hunchback of Notre Dame (for the guise of focusing, the reality of pretending to be Esmeralda in the famous cathédrale). Rinse, remix, repeat.

Rinse, remix, repeat. Mojito chicken, library, repeat. Three days, three days, three days.

current jam: ‘la vie en rose’ édith piaf.

best thing: affordable airlines.


Tagged, You’re it.

As my blog has now been around for nearly a year (celebrations! confetti! ducklings!) i tend to get considerably more traffic from google searches than ever before. Fortunately for me, WordPress happens to be such a fancy-pantsy server that my stats page tells me every single search term that brings people to this blog.

And friends, some of them are real gems.

I wanted, then, to share a few of my favorites with you (and yes, i’m not making any of these up – and i’m presenting them to you in the exact wording my stats page tells me they were typed out as):

make love to a woman’s mind first (well, i can scarcely disagree, but i am desperately curious as to what exact post popped up at this…)

ask a teenager while they still know everything (i don’t claim to know everything, that would be preposterous! Just most things, like what’s good for me and all you could ever possibly have want to know about AFRICA)

occupy TARDIS (whoever you are, let’s be friends)

no i will never love you more than my computer (um, i’m a little concerned as to how, precisely, you came upon this blog with that particular phrase… uhh…)

221b TARDIS (again, be my friend? We can gush about Moffat together)

nonadult sex world (so maybe all of those claims on how i don’t make pornography are, in fact, total shams)

le petit prince sex (NO. JUST NO.)

sex shirt (whyyyy?)

scrubs intro + “sacred heart” + “internship here” (how did you make your way here, my 3 friends searching this term?)

witches boys history death (i have no words)

darwin as prospero mount holyoke (what on earth were you searching for?!)

mt holyoke college lesbian (might i direct you over to this post? it’s my most popular)

cause when you love somebody hard then you’ll love that way for life, you got all of my heart and i’ll never leave your side. i gave my word do love you all the way to the end so no matter what, i’ll be right here (…)

Anyways, these certainly always amuse me, so i thought i’d try and brighten your day, ducklings. They definitely make my googling endeavors look tame.

Til the next time!

(I still have no idea why SEX TARDIS VAN GOGH AFRICA LIZZIE SEX SEX SEX would ever lead you here! Bah!)

current jam: ‘blink’ chameleon circuit

best thing in my life right now: downton abbey. season 2.