I forgot to throw these up last night… here we are after four long hours of continuously DJed radio. almost entirely talking. lots of snacks. lots of teasing and confessions. very little sleep.
after this we trekked to the beach, hoping for a sunrise. we didn’t get our wish but we had a great time (which I am too exhausted to provide photo evidence for).
I love my life.

cuddled up in Katie’s snuggie with only an hour left in our four hour block on Rock the Clock on Radio DePaul. not even mad.

tonight’s agenda:
me and this delicious bottle of Goose Island Sophie are going to get cracking.

also there are too many instructions in this box of hair color so I’m just going to eat them instead of reading them

to do list for tonight:
but first? sing along with my Disney princess album.
A WHOLE NEW WOOOOOOOOOOOORLD A NEW FANTASTIC POINT OF VIEEEEW

why am I dumb? why can’t I just start my stupid homework and my studying for my two tests that are tomorrow? why am I so bad at being a person sometimes?

trying to be productive as physically possible while at Whole Foods.
(I don’t care how yuppie it makes me, but I love it here. the food rules, the atmosphere is actually really wonderful, and their beer selection is sick.)
it’s tough because I am getting a lot done but I have so much to do that it feels like I’m barely making a dent. ugh.
gotta keep on keeping on.

not handling this last period well. I shouldn’t be in public right now. #Caps #NHL #becauseitsthecup (Taken with Instagram at Savor the Flavor)
more shots from C2E2, including me holding a fake bow poorly, natural interactions between me and the best, and more time with my husband.
this day was almost too much Nerdist. …almost. Nerdist panel at C2E2 and the live podcast recording. I got to ask two quemments. I got to meet the whole crew. (I found out first hand that Jonah is ridiculously nice… and that Alison Haislip is just as pretty in person.) now I need sleep so I can tackle C2E2 day two head on.

wearing one of my favorite shirts today.
every time I wear it, at least one person asks me if I play for the team. it both makes me sad (because I was going to start but they practice in the suburbs and I have no way of getting there) and happy (because apparently I look badass enough to play derby).
#dammititsbackwards