Four things.

1) I love my mama. I loved spending time with her this weekend; going to see Babies, eating pizza at the Hub, and picking up spring rolls at Vien Dong.

2) I love sleeping. After a particularly sleep deprived week, I slept for 9 hours on Friday night, and then took a 2 hour nap on Saturday afternoon. I felt wobbly and almost hung over when I woke up. Almost too much sleep; beautiful though it was.

3) I love baseball/softball. And am proud of my intramural team, even though we're 1-3.

4) I love sitting in the sun, reading, and counting the freckles as they pop out.

5) I love the view from the 520 bridge; rain or shine. This morning though, it was particularly beautiful, sun-filled and all.

6) I love free haircuts. One of my residents gave me a coupon for a complimentary hair cut/style at 7 salon in Bellevue Square. I was completely out of my element, getting my head massaged and sipping on a free cappucino while wearing a black robe. I usually attempt at cutting my own hair over my sink. Seriously. It was nice though, I'll admit. I could get used to it.

Oops. That was six things. My bad.

Psalm 25

When my enemies and the things of this world are breaking me down, the Lord will triumph.

downtown

Hopped a bus to head downtown late yesterday morning. Needed an hour or two away from campus. Also needed an excuse to buy things. Having been on an unintentional no-purchasing-clothes streak since the first of Jan, I felt completely justified. That and the fact that I have discovered some holes and general rattiness on some of my favorite sweaters and cardigans.

At Nordy's, I discovered that I had left my debit card with my VM ID badge hanging on my stethescope in my room. Blah. Not one to carry cash on me, I was bummed. But, aha.... I found $$ from my recent nanny adventure in my wallet; I was saved. One more quick stop at Urban, and I was done. A chunky pale blue sweater and a luxuriously soft electric teal cardigan.

Today, I'm spending a close-to-home day. Mountains and mountains of studying to do today. I may venture out to Bustle's back corner, but can't think that far ahead yet. First, I'm letting my oatmeal digest in my tummy... and then 10 miles out in this brisk, non-rainy Seattle day.

Wish me luck.

[computer-less]

Virus, surging power strip,... I have no idea. All I know is that due to my computer-less state, the library and the numerous *click, click, clicks* of other students have become my home until the end of this week: aka macbook pro upgrade, my life slows down.

Hello, 13" macbook pro... I've been waiting to hold you.

circadian rythym.

This quarter; the finale of my undergraduate college experience. I can't help but think of what my circadian rythym will look like for the next 10 weeks. A thought currently pertinent as I sit in pathosphysiology.

Circadian rythym; a 24 hr biological phase of all organisms. It takes on a new meaning for nursing students; for this quarter. Hurrah for the finale.

Today I saw a rabbi riding a scooter on the Burke-Gilman. I don't know if that's allowed. I see the most interesting people running on that trail; especially after passing under the I-5 bridge, getting closer to UW. Always a story.

March.

Three things.

1) It's officially March, and a countdown to my birthday. 2) I saw a man running barefoot on the Burke yesterday afternoon. I've seen this occasionally; yesterday was the first time I thought, "I'd like to try that." 3)I was literally dragged into playing intramural softball next quarter with my floor and "brother" floor of sorts. My final quarter of college, my last chance to participate in intramurals. This girl has not ever played in any intramurals sports (collegiate: yes, intramural: no). Softball . . . oof. I need to start practicing.