The Setup-In Which Nothing Particularly Exciting is Discussed, But Plans are Made.

      What's this? A blog post? It's been too long. School is over now though, and I have time for life the universe and everything once more. In fact, I was in my bed last night , stressing myself out about morning practice (tales for another day) and thinking....I have a tiny bit of surplus creative and expressive energy. Perhaps I should write on my blog.
    Now the issue is....what to write. I suppose that the creative energy exist to a lesser extent than I previously thought. I have many things I could write about, including: my recent fascination with Finland, perilous swim adventures with wicked-fast thirteen-year-olds, my recent attempts at domesticity, or the new found passionate love I have for our Bradypodidae (Three toed Sloth)  friends. (Side note: while I was checking the spelling of Bradypodidae, I was attempting to feed my love for Finnish culture by listening to their version of American Idol. Conclusion: Finnish pop music is not for me. I was unpleasantly startled; there were distinct feline sounds coupled with synthesizer. Maybe I just feel that way because I don't know Finnish.)
     Because there happens to be a whole host of topics I wish to discuss in the coming weeks and months, I will compile a short list things that certainly need to be addressed:

• Mumford and Sons. It's pure banjo happiness. And for the record, banjo happiness is happier than regular happiness. 
• Of Monsters and Men. It's pure Nordic folk/rock happiness, which is not unlike banjo happiness. 
• The Decemberists. I can't articulate how fantastically wonderful their lyrics are, even though I'm still not quite sold on "The Hazards of Love". 
• The perils of being a quiet Trekkie in a world obsessed with the  J.J. Abrams reboot. For the record, I did enjoy "Into Darkness", and not just because of Benedict Cumberbatch. 
• Swimming. Don't get me started. 
• Things that scare me. 

     These are a few things that will hopefully be remotely interesting to some of you, and very interesting to one or even two of you. Have a fantastic Friday!  

Velveeta Cheese-Real or Not Real?

Look at me- posting more than once in a week. Spiffy, right? I honestly have nothing of great importance to say, but I thought I would post anyway.
Now. With regard to the title. I am an avid Hunger Games fan, and a less avid Velveeta cheese fan. As a matter of fact, I don't even really like it. But I eat it. I  can't tell you why I eat it.  I have no idea. But for some reason, Velveeta 'cheese' is what I always crave after swim practice. I have no idea why. But every day, after I swim, I come home and request (or make) a grilled 'cheese' sandwich. And then I eat it.
     This, of course, raises a great internal struggle. I do have a taste for the finer cheeses in life, but I somehow manage to lower my standards to Velveeta. Velveeta? Vel-Veeeet-aaa. Why is it called that? I don't rightly know. I will do some research on the matter and report back shortly.

Now that I have something to say...

 Heh. That awkward moment when you realize your best friend has a life outside of you...I don't even know what to do with myself. Okay. Not really. I know exactly what to do with myself-blog! I have been taking a lot of grief for not posting as of late, and I don't like getting grief. There were two ways to stop getting grief.

1. Grow a beard and move into a cottage and live out my days raising yaks 
2. Or post. 

It took me a while to decide which was easier, but as I did not know a fine purveyor of yaks (or beards, for that matter) I decided to post. So here I am. 

I would love to say that I have had the most exciting summer that anyone could ever think of, but that would be incorrect. It has been a good summer, but I have not gone anywhere particularly exotic. That's okay though, I still have had a great year. Except for one thing. Driver's ed. I have been doing online driver's ed, and it has been a horror, filled with gory videos and lots of "I didn't need to know that!" and desperate boredom. Ugh. Soon I will be done though, and then all will be well. 

     With the start of school comes the start of swim. Am I super excited? YES! Will it again proceed to take over my life? PROBABLY! The Olympics have just made me more excited for swim. While I never aspire to greatness of that  magnitude (Missy Franklin is my favorite), they do make me want to swim better, faster, and smarter. I can't wait. But with the start of swim, comes the start of other classes. Ugh. I don't know if I'm prepared for that. But  I will face whatever comes my way with optimism and courage! Or maybe just binge bagel eating. 

I didn't have big plans for an awesome drawing this week, so I uploaded a 

poorly drawn armadillo that looks like a dinosaur. I hear they have poor eyesight, so 

I gave him glasses. 

    Hello, all. I am posting! I have made a goal to post every Sunday. Who knows if it will actually happen, but it is a nice thought. Many things have happened since my last post. 

• I saw the Hunger Games. I was not disappointed.
• I had surgery on my evil sinuses. All went well and my nose is much happier.
• Track season came and went, but I only got to run in one meet. I was out for two because of the surgery, and then I had a graduation to go to for the last one. 
• School is almost over!!  

    That really isn't  very many things, but they are all very exciting. I can't wait for it to be summer.

Life!

     Well this is embarrassing...starting a blog, and then never posting on it. I shall...I shall...turn over a new leaf! I will post! After all this time, I actually have quite a bit to say. Probably more than I have time for tonight. Firstly, swim season is over. I was at a loss, stunned into silence about the prospect of a real social life. I was...free! (This was after the awkward but exciting swim banquet in which I won the rookie of the year award mostly because  I had a tendency to put my swim cap on sideways. Whoopee for me...)
     But the freedom was short lived. After a few weeks of laziness, I was restless and needed something to do. I didn't have to look far; in fact the answer to my boredom came in the form of a friend of mine, jumping up and down yelling "You WILL do track!". And so I did.
     I actually kind of hate running, but I decided to give it a try to see what it was like when you do it for fun. The first few days have NOT been fun, just because of one thing I overlooked when emotionally preparing myself to run: soreness. Not just run-of-the-mill vague discomfort, but agony that made me feel as though my muscles were crying in the terrible agony that can only come from lactic acid buildup. Ibuprofen made not a dent, and the only thing I could do is adopt a pathetic expression on my face and sit while others picked up things I dropped and brought me things. Poor, sad, out-of-shape me.
      Change of subject: I know that the purpose of this blog is not to discuss my medical issues, but after a traumatic experience at the ear nose throat doctor, I though I would share this very detailed diagram of my head.

I'm Ba-ack!

     People have been upset lately that I have not been posting. They tell me that they miss my blog, and that I should post again. I then proceed to making an excuse. The reason I haven't been posting on my blog is because... and it goes downhill from there. The actual reason I haven't been posting on my blog is because of swimming. The season is officially over though, and I will now have time to exist.
     Swimming has actually been fun though, and I am kind of sad that it is over. I can do more push ups than last year, and I get to wear the cool team jacket. It is all worth it if you get to wear a cool jacket.
     Tomorrow is actually my birthday! I will be a year older than I am now, and three years older than I was three years ago. (How is that for specific?) I am probably most excited for the bacon I am having for breakfast. I love bacon. I got my own pair of figure skates (early) from my grandparents to give me something to do while I am not swimming. I was also given permission to see the midnight premier of The Hunger Games  so long as my mom won't have to pick me up in jail the next morning. I said we would have to see about the jail part, because I do have a tendency to become irrational late at night.
     Well, that's all for today, folks. I hope to be posting more lately!
             -Goulash