January 28, 2011
Martha said my blog
today should be about a
gurney. Yeah, she did.

I don't know too much
about gurneys. Should I though?
No—I'm not dead yet.

posted by Gwennifer at 2:19 PM | 0 comments
January 26, 2011
To compliment boys
is a good idea because
they can be nice back.

No one get freaked out.
There's not one I'm thinking of.
I just observe things.

posted by Gwennifer at 12:39 AM | 0 comments
January 24, 2011
The tiles come in
a 'nana-shaped yellow bag.
It holds my heartbrain.

Like Scrabble, but fast
and no point competition.
You just win or lose.

I like my word games
because my mind is working
when I take a break.

Also, Peter Pan
will be over in one week.
I will go skiing.

posted by Gwennifer at 1:02 AM | 0 comments
January 20, 2011
My pajamas are
mind-meltingly comfortable.
My brain is now soup.

They are just a bag
with holes for head, hands, and feet.
I'm a potato.

When I see the two
last words from the first stanzas,
I am spoon hunter.
posted by Gwennifer at 12:42 AM | 0 comments
January 17, 2011
I had a nightmare:
the Zombie Apocalypse.
Terrification.

posted by Gwennifer at 12:34 AM | 1 comments
January 14, 2011
Words can never tell
why I love Scrabble so well.
Did you like that rhyme?

Describing my love
shouldn't be too hard--for I'm
a logophile, yo.


posted by Gwennifer at 2:46 PM | 1 comments
January 13, 2011
Coming up on day
three of follow spot tech week.
Tired when awake.

Enjoying the semester.
I have all kinds of Scrabble.
Three dates to play soon!

I don't read Shakespeare
like anyone else in class.
I am smart? Stupid?

I wish my bagpipes
were already in my life.
One more semester.

posted by Gwennifer at 5:01 PM | 0 comments
January 10, 2011
I like to talk to
people. They like to talk to
me too. Funny, huh?

My apartment is
wicked popular. We try
awesomeness always.

In other news, new
roommate Hamlet is too cute.
Not even Danish!

posted by Gwennifer at 12:46 AM | 1 comments
January 9, 2011
I don't often want
cookies as badly as I
have all through this week.

I thought, "Perhaps I've
been impregnated by snow."
I don't think that works.

posted by Gwennifer at 1:12 AM | 2 comments
January 6, 2011
I was productive
this afternoon. I went to
the post office, and

I paid my rent, and
I paid the utilities,
and I directed.

I prefer to have
such full days so I can look
back and feel grown up.

posted by Gwennifer at 10:51 PM | 0 comments
January 5, 2011
Walking past your building
brought more unhappy twinges
than I really want.

Otherwise, first day
was Shakespeare and Editing
AND MARIO KART.

I don't like being
so cold, but I do enjoy
the chills of learning.

Now, my contacts burn.
I'm taking them out lest my
eyes turn to jelly.

posted by Gwennifer at 12:52 AM | 0 comments
January 2, 2011
In twelve-ish hours,
I will have boarded a jet.
Provo awaits me.

This break has been hard,
but it will be worse to leave
my chucklemonkeys.

When I return from
Utah this time, I will have
my diploma. Snap.

posted by Gwennifer at 11:00 PM | 2 comments
January 1, 2011
P-Town looms in sight.
I will go to Ikea--
Grandma wants a lamp.

Three days in the car.
Temples glitter in winter.
Sarah is married!

Almost twenty four
hours of sleep needed to
recoup what was lost.

Almost four hundred
dollars later, I think I
am ready for school.

Twenty eleven
will be a lot of good things
that twenty ten wasn't.

But twenty ten was
still important. It will be
remembered fondly.

posted by Gwennifer at 11:27 AM | 2 comments