Kramer is an owl
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I was fortunate enough to be in KC’s presence as he brainstormed ideas for Kramer being an owl. It was basically like watching da Vinci work
Hi everyone. This is Tori. I’m making Tim have more posts, so yay, I win!
Watching my physics professor ride across the room on a cart propelled by a fire extinguisher this morning reaffirmed in me that life is awesome. This semester has started off wonderfully, and I feel so much better about college than I did last semester. My classes are interesting but the workload isn’t soul crushing. At least it isn’t yet. I’ve started working with programs again and reconnecting with my inner techie, something I hadn’t done in far too long. I find myself doing things like watching squirrels and listening to the wind when I’m out and about and it’s amazing. I had forgotten how much I enjoy the little things around me. Some dark cloud has left me, be it the stress from last year or something else, and I’m overjoyed. I spent hours lying in bed with my girlfriend watching T.V. a week or so ago and it was the most relaxing thing to happen in a long time. I cleaned my dorm room and the task was almost fulfilling, like work used to be. I look forward to the rest of this semester if this keeps up.
That’s enough emotion for one day though. So on a shallower note, I’m excited to drive down to Decatur on Saturday and eat a mountain of cheese and potatoes. Mmm cheese and potatoes.
I’ve had this tumblr for over a year now and I’ve never actually used it. I suppose it’s time I christen the silly thing. I could talk about my new girlfriend or school but the only people who will see this already know all about that. I guess I’ll discuss my night instead, since it was kind of special.
I was at my best friend Zach’s house on my way out to my car. It was relatively cold and the sky was a little cloudy. The moonlight shone through the clouds making a rainbow in a circle around the moon, which I had never seen before. It was absolutely beautiful. We stood outside in the cold for the better part of twenty minutes just watching the sky. We talked about nature and physics and philosophy, pausing now and then to point out planets and constellations to each other. It was a glorious reprieve from the usual mundane conversation. It had been a long time since I was moved by something in nature, or anything really. It was also an amazing connection with my brother. Zach remarked that watching the sky is like watching the past because everything we see there is so old by the time it gets to us. It put me in a remarkably pensive mood, much more so than I’ve been in in a good long time. It feels good to think deep again. It feels good to have romantic thoughts and to ponder the secrets of the universe. I hope this keeps up.
I suppose I’ll stop typing now. I don’t really know what else to talk about. I’m not much of a journal writer, but it’s here so I figure I might as well use it once or twice. Good evening, to the maybe three people who’ll see this.
