Shawn Huelle

pity party?

I had a blog once, but what happened? I am perhaps vaguely ashamed of the lace curtains in my room. I am not a lace-curtain person, but I am also not a good at procuring my own window treatments person. In the middle of a thing I was doing today, I thought, "This is nice, but surely this is also ridiculous. I mean, seriously. What?" And that was probably the right thing to think, but the right thing isn't always the thing that makes one feel really super great about oneself. I mean, seriously, what? I'm about halfway through this second beer, and Frightened Rabbit just came through the shuffle on the iPod. My parents got my diploma in the mail today. I think they were more excited about it than I was. Earlier this evening, I watched Rushmore and laughed a lot, and only a couple of times because I was hugely embarrassed. Sometimes, German is a ridiculous-sounding language. Like the dorkiest language on the planet. I love it so much.