This is a test.

Maybe I need to start blogging this summer so peeps can keep up with me. This is a test to gauge interest in me actually doing a blog. I personally think that no one will read them or comment on my blogs and tell me what I need to hear. Like, "Lily, you are one in a million." Or, "Lily, I wish I were more like you." Or, "Lily, I wish I had one of you in every color!" We all have reasons for having blogs. I want mine to boost my self esteem. Too bad no one will ever see this post. I support that. Go, make friends in the real world while you still can.

do i wash the nalgene or throw it away?

it was a mess. i was in the library during finals week and my eyes started burning and my ears started leaking and i realized it was my brain and i tried to catch as much as i could and put it in a nalgene bottle but i'm pretty sure i lost a good portion, especially the part about heidegger and i was really annoyed because i had spent two hours in a study session that morning and had a bunch of new stuff in there. thankfully all the info about immanuel kant was captured in the nalgene and i was able to use a jamba juice straw to suck it back in. i didn't realize i could suck with my ears. it wouldn't have worked with any other straw because jamba juice straws are the thickest and i must have looked funny walking through the wilk with half a brain in my head and most of the other half in liquid form in my nalgene. i hope no one slipped on my trail of brain drips and there's a big pink globby stain now in the first floor of the library near the big drawers of maps. no one saw my brain oozing out, they were all so into their studying. a little man with his pants pulled up really high walked by but acted as if he had seen it all before. i wondered if i should put it on ice but it was pretty cold outside so i decided it would be okay to just hold in my hand without ice. i hate brainfreeze anyway.

thoughts on heaven

I read this book yesterday called Missing May. It is about a little girl and her uncle that are grieving the death of her dear aunt. At one point in the book she is speaking of her dead aunt and said, "May always liked the weird ones best, the ones you couldn't peg right off. She must be loving it up in heaven, where I figure everybody must just let loose. That’s got to be at least one of the benefits of heaven – never having to act normal again."
I figured this should give all of us choplettes a little hope and a little peace in our souls.

Choplette

check out "Choplette" on Urban Dictionary.

New Book

I bought a book last night called "Ivy and Bean." It is about 2 girls that are best friends, I think they messed up on the title and meant to put Lily instead of Ivy. What if the book really is about Lily and I. What if someone stole our story and put it in a kids book? What if they stole our soles?

I feel like this blog is working out really well, don't you?

Greeting Card Business/"Missing You"

The Choplettes are a special group of girls. We are adventurers and entrepreneurs. We are spunky and wild. We are fun and imaginative. One of our business ideas has been to start a greeting card line with hilarious photos of ourselves on the covers. Imagine Kim without her tooth in wishing someone a Happy Birthday. Imagine Scary Mary on Halloween, or the Oompah Loompahs on St. Patrick's Day. The possibilities are endless (kind of like the discount bin in a craft store). Last night Kaylene and I went on a tandem bicycle ride and I was inspired. The sky was clear and the stars shone bright. The breeze was lovely and our rhythm was right. Kaylene dropped me off at my house and I left her to ride home alone. I stayed outside for a minute to make sure she could "blast off" alone. She could, but it was sad. It was sad because at that moment I realized that a tandem bicycle should never be ridden solo. It goes against nature and it looks pathetic. So here's my point. One of our cards needs to have someone riding down the street alone on a tandem bicycle. The air is clear, the trees are green, but something is missing. Something is unsettling. You open the card and inside it reads, "Missing You." I think that this would be a highly emotional card. What do you girls think? Please feel free to post more Greeting Card ideas, for posterity.