moose watch update

basically, moose watch is a bust so far, but i re-watched north by northwest last night and young martin landau is the freaking man.

YEAH BUDDY!

also kinetic typography? yes, please.

i would never be allowed to do this in class.

north conway moose watch mission

this is where i am:

this is what i want to see but haven't seen yet:

so, basically, its moose watch time and i am on moose watch. we went snow shoeing for a bit and now i am weezing my uncles wireless juice so i can research doug weathersby for my homework. i have eaten five clementines today. it is supposed to snow five to nine inches tonight, so perhaps humans will keep on the down low tomorrow and the moose will come out to play. 

ideally, i would like to hug a moose and listen to its heart beat, but i would settle for just beholding the majesty from afar.

MOOSE WATCH! CRACKALACKIN!

daul kim

she's even pretty w/o eyebrows!
who can do that!

wish i could look like this but i am short and white

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I am sitting in my room in Lawrence Hall, on the campus of the Episcopal Divinity School in Cambridge. My room is very neat and organized. This makes me happy. However, my room smells like spray mount and it is making me feel sick. I can hear the hum of my mini-fridge and it is relaxing me. From my window, I can see people entering and exiting the church nearby. I am wondering what kinds of services are offered today. I can hear people talking to each other outside. I cannot hear what they are talking about. Outside, it is grey and it is getting cooler. I can hear other students entering and exiting their rooms. I can hear them talking to each other and jangling their keys. Someone is taking out the trash; I can hear the rustling of the plastic bags. I can hear someone brushing his or her teeth. It makes me think that maybe I should brush my teeth, but then I remember that I just brushed them several minutes ago. I am sitting at my desk, which is partially covered with papers and wires. It is not as neat as I would like it to be, but it does not make me anxious. My desk can be cleaned easily. There are many post-its above my desk, with various memos to myself written on them. I ignore most of these post-its. I am writing at my computer. I am feeling calm and peaceful but my medic alert bracelet is scratching against the keyboard. I am finding this somewhat annoying. I am wishing that I could take the bracelet off, but it would be too hard to put back on. There is no one I know here to help me with my bracelet. I am going to continue to wear the bracelet because I am supposed to. From my window, I can hear many cars and trucks going up and down Brattle Street. Some of these people are honking at each other. Some of them are probably late. I am sure that these people are going to work or school. Soon I will have to go to class. It makes me anxious.

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