here is a Plymouth Colt. it is my lucky car.
i happen to be quite superstitious in my own weird way. one of my favorite books is The Curious Incident With The Dog In The night by Mark Haddon. it started my car superstition. its about an autistic boy who creates order in his day by the number of cars he sees of the same color (four red cars in a row mean a wonderful day, while four yellow cars mean a bad day, in which case he does not eat lunch and will not speak). if i see a colt it means something good is going to happen. something big. its not like wearing lucky underwear big. its bigger. a teal one, like the one my dad drove when i was a kid, means something even better will happen. i have seen three colts since the summer started. one yellow (in spanish fork), one blue (on the highway), and this white one (at the library). so far the yellow and blue ones have brought me good things but i have yet to see what the white one will bring. (i sound crazy, i know, but it works so i can't ignore it).
i also saw this cool leaf in the park by my apartment. it is probably man made but still way cool to just see lying in the grass.
and then there was this broken down piece of machinery by the field house and i'm not sure why i thought the ditch witch was so funny but i laughed pretty hard.
also on my way to campus i saw two people reading twilight books. it is so swiffering the nation. anyways, i was just watching the show bones with david boreanaz and i decided this...
angel is THE vampire hearthrob and i loved him way before edward cullen was even thought up. not that rob isn't a cute guy (but he only does it for me when he is edward anyways). angel totally kicks edwards ass.
thats all for today i guess. i'm gonna go finish my episode of bones and then head home for some dinner. maybe buy some ice cream to celebrate getting some money.
