hunger games

dear life,
i am exhausted by you!
i am so tired that i dont protest as dash climbs eagerly into my lap and falls asleep, his lips hanging out over my sweatpants.

we finally got the house clean only to have the dryer tech cancel his appointment (i hope it stays relatively warm so that we can hang out laundry on the line, it smells so much better that way anyhow) (but i will be glad when things shrink again in the heat of the dryer) and then the sink overflowed. slash the pipe popped off underneath and now all the clean towels are soaking wet and... dirty kitcheny.
does that make sense?
my ward choir honestly sounds like the mo tab but better.
the men are FANTASTIC.
i've never been in such an intensely talented ward before. nor a kinder one.

anyhow,
i've been mia lately since i decided to re read all the hungergames series in preparation for the last one's recent exit into society.
the series was excellent, i read all three books in four days ([poor brandon) the author has such a gift to keep me guessing.
in another realm of guesswork
general botany
ouch.
my brain is going to be throbbing after this semester.
dash is getting so big but he is still so so so soft.
i hope he doesnt shed the softness.
his fur keeps getting darker.
and his teeth keep getting bigger
and his tongue stays the same.
:)
waking up tomorrow at 545 is going to shock my system
after the sleep ive been getting this weekend.

brandon tells me to give up trying to make the brown patches in our yard green before winter.

we go on walks and the weather cannot seem to make up it's mind and neither do i.

there are a lot of asians in my ward and they are all darlings.
with their cute outfits, and cute babies, and cute bags, and satchels and cases. even their binkies are cute.

my clothes came in the mail! yayyyyyy
except my new nikes better get here soon before i lose feeling in all my toes
because the running shoes ive been working out in i've had since my sophemore year in high school
and i think they're a bit small.

they cut off my circulation so after an hour or two i have no feet.
which is almost blissful because i know they'd be sore anyhow.

all in all im excited for another week and i need bed.

brandon insists i buy a cover for my down comforter because the feathers are getting out of hand.
it almost looks like the first snow of the year is happening in our apartment as i nestle down in the big puff.

j