it's funny

how crazy you get over rain when there is never any.
someone said it was sprinkling and all of a sudden i had 5 texts and everyone in the dorm was running outside.
especially the seattle-ers.
they're crazy about it.
it's funny what connects you with home. one of my RAs worked at Dollywood over the summer so at hall dinner all we talked about was the south. cracker barrel, magnolias, porches. it's weird talking about that in the third person- her describing things that were different for her and me knowing exactly what she was talking about. it's funny being on the outside and having that conversation instead of just being there in it.
in a lot of ways, thanksgiving in Arizona is going to be weird.
but it's so soon- it's crazy how fast the semester went.

Fake Plastic Trees.
Radiohead.