Tales from my Dorm Room (or how my life feels in this immediate midnight moment)

Dear Arizona,

My suit goes through toilet paper faster than any other humans on this planet, possibly…

It’s a little after midnight and I’m waiting for the potion I brewed on Pottermore to finish. Uh. I mean, what, I’m studying? Anyway, hello. It’s been a quiet night outside of my window on the campus. That’s been nice because I created my resume for jobs and I’ve been diligently brewing potions in the online, interactive Harry Potter world. Hopefully both will end up being fruitful and to my advantage, and maybe during the month of May I will find myself with a job and a ton of house points for Gryffindor! Wouldn’t that be a last and a half? (The blast relating to hypothetically having a job and the half of the blast for my wizarding adventures. While arguably questionable my priorities are still mostly in order.)

 I have a ton of updating to do here, honestly, and I know I promised that my next blog would be full of exciting spring-time accounts and pictures, but today just hasn’t been that kind of a day. Today has been a sleep late, stay in my pajamas, drink chai at an ungodly hour, and get some simple but necessary things done. It hasn’t been a make-a-really-extensive-and-fabulous-blog-post day. Nope, that’ll probably be tomorrow when I hit up my coffee spot. And then, I can tell you of my weekend and the incredible downtown festivities with true Olympia style. I can also tell you about my recent work-out habits, my dreams for the food and workout future, my project progress, and my latest art explorations. An, I can also catch up on the things that I’ve missed out on telling and showing you, Arizona, such as the Family Dinner we had at the en of Spring Break or the sun-soaking that happened last week-ish when Spring came full force. (See: the PS at the bottom and how I burned like a cookie in the oven we have at home. Mom, Dad, eh eh? Get it?)

But, for tonight, I will write about how I am exhausted but I’m also feeling free and silly. Also, I’m wondering how I’m going to get all of this dried wax off of my desk and how to clean the inside of my espresso machine. Yowza. Thoughts of caffeinated, nineteen-year-old artist, that’s what those are! Anyway, I thought I’d just show off a little of my room, an my favorite part of my room at that. My desk area is my little niche. It’s where I keep all of my art supplies, where I do my art, where my tea and coffee brewers are, where my window is, etc. I love this little space, because it’s filled with things I love. From my books from home, my globe from my bother, my little rock and shell treasure collections, and full disposable camera (I still need to take to get developed!); little tiny physical representations of me as a living, breathing creature.

It’s begun to rain. I can hear the puh-puh-tap of it on my window. And, unfortunately, my potion blew up. (Sigh. Can’t win them all, I guess.) I miss you, Arizona. I think all you desert cats would really enjoy the weather and all that’s in bloom right now. Maybe I’ll take a walk through the forest soon and make a video.
Stay happy. Hug your loved ones.

xoxo. E.

PS (as promised):