Books

I have two goals for the summer: get in shape [maybe] and become literate again.

I swear I've forgotten how to read, but I'm the hugest bibliophile. My bookshelf is overflowing with books I have yet to read, and I've recently expanded my collection, which makes this girl's heart a bit happier.

Thanks in large part to my friend eTuck - I picked up these beauties from the library. I think she's pushing me to move outside that romantic/comedy brain-candy genre...mostly. 

*I haven't read any of the following books, unless otherwise noted, and cannot vouch for their content - questionable or otherwise.

I'm especially excited to read The Lemon Tree. 

This next chunk of book porn is from my university's book sale. For only five bucks you can fill up an entire bag full of books. I went a little nuts. Oddly enough - I didn't buy any engineering textbooks.  I guess it isn't that odd - I love engineering, but there's so much more to learn or read about.

Here's my bag'o'books:

I've read a couple of the big comedic memoir type books lately [you could probably guess which ones], and my biggest complaint is that, while hilarious, they are fairly shallow and somewhat trite. Kind of coffee-tableish, you know? 

Alan Alda's book, however, is vulnerable, honest, and witty - real and funny all mixed up. I enjoy his writing.

 My roommate took one look at this book and told me it's going to erotic.
Let us hope not.

 Full disclosure: I bought this book because it looks old. It'll look divine on my bookshelf. 

Books on Jerusalem and Costa Rica - one day.

 I think the book on archaeology looks really cheesy...

This book is incredible -  a "treated victorian novel" - it's an art project or something.

 I don't know what possessed me to buy this book - I have a feeling it's going to be a downer.

If I ever actually read it...

Full disclosure: I bought this book because of the little man on the front.

 I found a giant art history textbook. A giant win, in my book.
[haha pun intended]

What a lame note to end on - a German dictionary.

I hope you haven't found this post too incredibly boring, though I don't know what you were expecting out of a post titled "Books".

This post is coming to you from my living room, where I am wearing awful bandanna - patterned blue pajama shorts, a tie-dyed t-shirt, and a Wisconsin* sweatshirt with a giant oil stain on the back from that one time I tried to change my own oil**. In case you were wondering.

-bRob


* I have never been to Wisconsin.
** I did not succeed.

Missing teeth while fighting zombies during my break

Wut up, InterWebs?
   I'm updating simply because I haven't in...foreverish.

I'm home on break. I kind of wish I was doing something exciting - but apparently it was of utmost importance that some of my teeth be yanked out of my face before they ... warp my mouth?

Crossing over a very mild stream. very mild.

I was bored on Monday - so I went hiking. Are you so so impressed by my initiative? Spending my spare time hiking? It was meant to be my Sabbath hike. The Bible commands us to Sabbath - so I went on a hike, as odd as this sounds, to rest. I'm not sure I've got the hang of Sabbath-ing quite yet, but I suppose practice makes perfect. Here are some pics from my seemingly-neverending jaunt (the last 3 miles of the 7 mile hike were what did me in...).

Look how hardcore I am.

It was not a very pretty hike...and when I got to the top, ice kept melting/crashing and I kind of felt like my life was in danger, which makes this sign all the more real and scary. Ja?

I have yet to master the art of layering when camping/hiking/running in cold weather. Do any of you know what I mean? You know how, when you go hiking in cold weather, every appendage threatens to fall off due to frostbite, so you and Michelin tire man have a puff-off and see who can pack on the most layers. Only three miles into your jog/hike, you begin to hate every single layer and start stripping like it's your job. So you're sweaty and down to a t-shirt and shorts, and then a breeze blows, and suddenly the sweat, which was once so hot and gross, is now conspiring with the wind to give you a mile case of hypothermia. And then all the layers come back on for two more minutes until the next big sweaty hill comes along.

Before I started stripping I was wearing this adorable hat seen here - my sweet friend Darcie made it for me. Isn't it precious?

This picture might be more acceptable if I told you it was taken immediately after my wisdom teeth extraction. Unfortunately, it was the day before. No, dear InterWebs, that is simply how my face looks.

Speaking of my wisdom teeth removal...all I remember is them putting the laughing gas on. And then I started freaking out because the IV was coming next. Dr. WhatsHisFace told me to take five deep breaths, so of course I began to hyperventilate into my masky thing and that's all I remember. One day later, I'm not even in any pain. I tried to milk it for all it was worth yesterday, but either I'm not very good at whining [hahahahHAH] or my parents aren't all that nurturing. I'll let you decide who is at fault ;)

So last weekend, due to poor planning and an ill-timed nap, I ended up staying at my apartment instead of coming home. I have this slightly bizarre fear of the woods right outside my complex, especially at night. Between M. Night Shyamalan's (yummy:) the Village and AMC's The Walking Dead marathon that was on, there was NO way I was leaving my apartment alone. However, I had a strong craving for diet coke and cookie dough - my go-to comfort food. Between zombie commercial breaks and me running from the room in sheer terror from the living room, I complained to my dear friend about how hungry I was. Bless her heart, she went ahead and decided to shut me up by bringing me:

Molly - you're the bombin'ist. This girl came all the way to my apartment so I didn't have to face the cruel zombies lurking in the woods while crossing the road to the grocery store. You know, once I had a nightmare about zombies. They broke in to my really adorable apartment in Charleston (dare to dream), and they were lumbering around my living room. My roommate and I tried to play it cool and pretend to be zombies too, but eventually the deadbeats (hah - see what I just did?) attacked and started eating my brains. And then I woke up and went to work.

I'm reading approximately 5 books right now: Mere Christianity, Calm Your Anxious Heart, I Dared to Call Him Father, Same Kind of Different as Me, and, given my recent change in summer plans (hint hint), I've picked up my German Bible again. I'm really excited about all of them - I'll share more when I'm further along.

Alright - off to do whatever it is I'm doing today. I am *hoping* it involves Chinese food, smoothies, a new pair of boots, a new skirt, the Big Bang theory, and maybe typing that paper for the co-op office that was due around two months ago.

hah.

-bRob