day three hundred sixty-five.

some parts of this year were defined by weirdness and uncertainty.
but a lot of it was pretty great, and that is what i wish to remember most vividly.
here are 3 awesome things to come out of the year 25:

1. my job

for reasons both humorous and educational. i've learned a lot from working in children's lit, and enjoy all the people i work with very much. i don't know if this blog would have sustained itself quite so well without it. rock on, snazzy literature.

2. i got a tattoo in may

huh?

i wondered if i might get sick of seeing it every day, but it has just become another part of my body. a part that i like a lot.

3. DC

interning for the summer with the department of transportation was a great opportunity to live and work in one amazing city. it was my first time living outside of illinois and made me want to never ever return to my home state (not completely, but DC is cool, guys). i cataloged stuff about concrete, saw crash tests, went to incredible museums, made friends with cool library people, ate a lot of great vegan food, and had a fun visit with my sister beth.


it is also where i met the inimitable intern jeremy.
so we'll make that 4 awesome things.

4.

tomorrow: the end of twenty-five.

day two hundred ninety-eight.

i really love bela lugosi. 

even while playing a rubber bat suspended from a wire:

 that is some fine acting, sir.

 well now i'm scared of something.

yawning cat (not a demon. i repeat, not a demon).

costumes and candy and capes tonight.

halloween is the best.

day two hundred seventy-seven(-ish).

saturday = animals. with a side of violence.

circle of life.

(that's enough for tonight)

(more time traveling tomorrow)

day two hundred twenty-six.

the dorms are moving in today, so i am maintaining my distance from green st. and campus until much later.

but i did get a nice walk in yesterday afternoon, updating myself on current construction projects and the status of sorority recruitment (i didn't miss it guys, DON'T WORRY).

(sorry jj)

and a tiny graffiti post:

ladies room, undergraduate library

periphery of champaign public, before and after dark

day two hundred twenty.

last dance friday in DC
(gif courtesy of friend emma + the internet)

(thursday is on the way)

day one hundred forty-nine.

thursday! also known as ladies lunch day, or burritos by the lake

our new goose-scaring friend

my sister also moved in with her fiancé today
this is their gnome-child:

and a fancy bottle holder

this cat clearly doesn't like wine

day one hundred thirty-two.

animals! of varying levels of appropriateness

in my book (of scary things), opossums are the worst

from the desk of co-worker laura:
Shadow the cigar-smoking cat
by Bronson Potter & Rala Ashworth

I'm Taggerty Toad
by Peter Pavey

the tiger interrupted his speech:

so he gave him the FINGER

(yes, the toad only has 4 digits, so he doesn't technically have one middle finger. but what else could this be, other than an easter egg of profanity?)

day one hundred.

this is a book from 1951 featuring real animals. i can only imagine it was made to frighten children into not asking their parents for a pet.

(click any image for a bit of a closer view, because that is something you might want to do if sight is not your favorite thing)


this is precisely what i look like when i get to class.

if i knew you were coming i'd have baked the photographer.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8AOfbnGkuGc

so, this is supposed to be a well, and not gallows. i think.

oh great, they killed one.

i'm a pretty girl.

this dog wants to kill himself.

the ever-snarky review, this time wildly appropriate.

happy one hundredth day.

day ninety-six.

i forgot about tearing this out when i was home for break. it fell out of a book yesterday.

spring continues to woo me.

i have to go read a romance novel now.