hot trash was really fun! i can't wait for it every week. at first we were really nervous, even though beth claimed she wasn't. as soon as the guy before us left the room and announced, "all right guys, it's all yours!" we both totally blanked out and forgot what to do. luckily we recovered quickly and the show went without incident. the only thing we really have to work on is starting the songs sooner so there isn't long pauses between them. a lot of people called up to say we were doing good or to request things, and it made me feel a whole lot better to know people remembered and were actually listening. =) my mom called and tried to disguise her voice but i caught her. beth's friend justin called, and my boss called and told me they had both radios on in the back room blasting our show, haha. billie called, and so did tim, and our radio class teacher, steve. it was nice of everyone. we also had a few calls from people we didn't know that just happened to be listening, so that was awesome. up until that moment, i was convinced that no one would be listening to us. we plan to post a setlist from each week's show on the profile we made for hot trash (link in previous entry, i am too lazy to look up the address again). next week's show is going to be fan-fucking-tastic. we already have the setlist and i can't wait to rock out some more.

improv on tuesday was sooooo sad. we gave cody a hasselhoff as a going away present. i wish he and the australian allstar were staying here. i almost cried. i am silly.

yesterday at school beth peeled and ate a banana for the first time ever. isn't that crazy? who goes 23 years of their life without peeling and eating a banana? she claims that she has had bananas on other things or in other forms, but she never ate one like that before. WHY ARE WE FRIENDS?! hahaha. on our way to class, we put the banana peel on the steps to one of the back stairwells to be "stereotypically funny." we laughed about it all day.

i'm REALLY SAD lately but i'm trying not to let it get to me. i feel kinda ok. i think it helps that this semester is almost over and i can finally have a break. well, sorta, since i will have to work a lot extra because of christmas and because i am totally broke. but at least i won't have to be writing anymore stupid papers about african gods or disassociation theory about why people commit crimes OR comparison/contrasts about traditional native american folklore characters and characters from contemporary native american literature. this semester was HELL.

i will leave you with some words of wisdom, thanks to andrew who forced me to borrow this book even though i tried to "accidentally" leave it in his car. it may not be my "thing," per se, but it had parts i really liked.

for even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning.

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and think not you can direct the course of love, for love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.

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the deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.

-the prophet by kahlil gibran

xoxo