semper me invenio

1. Although I know that I have a lot of books (probably about six hundred in my room with another two hundred in the attic), it always seems that I don’t. Maybe this delusion is why I buy way too many books.
2. Sometimes I am lucky by winning contests. I prefer not to press this luck by entering every single contest. I’m also too lazy to do so.
3. My goal is to be a rich and famous reclusive author living in the middle of nowhere with a dog for company (and internet access, of course). Every so often, Q is going to visit and drag me back to reality (reality being NYC, okay?)
4. The only kind of guy I can see myself marrying is dark-haired, somewhat geeky, completely adorable, and totally annoying to the point where I’d like to strangle him, but I won’t ’cause I love him anyway. Fortunately, as of right now, marriage is not in my plans.
5. Even though I am absolutely thrilled to be a part of Moravian College’s class of 2013, one of my favorite shirts is my Goucher College one. (And Moravian and Goucher are sports rivals. Go figure.) 
6. I absolutely love skirts, especially long ones that I almost kill myself in. I just got this ankle-length oatmeal with brown and greenish-yellow flowery stuff on it which would be like ugly but oh my gosh I utterly adore that skirt.
7. My dad says I’m a hippie.
8. Sometimes I wish I weren’t so sarcastic. It’s not a good quality.
9. I am horribly unorganized. It’s kind of ironic because messes drive me crazy, but I’m too lazy to do anything different.
10. I really miss figure skating. 

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♥anilee

Sorry…I forget my old passwords and since I have several different ones…

I am planning on redoing them, though, when I do everything else I’m planning on doing involving my blog…

Anyway, if you’d like the password, you can email me at anilee@thegoosegirl.com.

♥anilee

Why? Well, one, I spent the afternoon shopping…which is torture and there’s no use denying it. But I did get new clothes, which I desperately needed. But I’m just really tired now, and I was really tired after working yesterday (lots of standing. Plus, mushrooms are gross. They just are). And tomorrow we are going through my closet and throwing out things, and I’m a total packrat so…not looking forward to it.

And I think Valentine’s Day is stupid.

On the bright side, yay for being single. It means that I’m not cheating on someone whenever I read The Goose Girl or The Queen of Attolia or This Lullaby. So that’s a plus. No one’s going to tell me, “I thought you were in love with so-and-so…” when I start listing all the great things about Geric. (Basically, it’s that he’s adorable. Seriously. He is SO not afraid to embarrass himself, and how awesome is that? Plus, he says things like, “I know I would crumble if I lost you.” Um, yeah. Need I say more? No, I don’t think so.) Anyway, they’ll just roll their eyes and wonder what on earth is wrong with me that I’m so attached to a fictional character. And I’ll roll my eyes and wonder if they’d be wondering that same thing if I were crushing on Edward Cullen.

So for all you single girls out there, go crush on a character! They beat real guys anyday. Except, you know, for the fact that they’re (sadly) not real and (usually) taken by someone they are (unfortunately) in (not true) love with.

Love you all.

Hate Spinnerbait.

♥anilee

So Jess’s latest post made me really really want to go the library. Which isn’t really a problem except I’m just not one of those people who simply goes to the library.

My first library stop is the website to look for the books I want. I find out which libraries I can find those books at.

Then I make a list of books and libraries I need to visit.

And then I look for those books and pick up whatever else looks good.

And then I go to the next library.

Okay. So.

I go to the first library, get some books, and then go to Borders since the other libraries don’t open until later.

I have loose directions that I jotted down from MapQuest. I mean, how hard can it be?

Um…very.

I drove around and around with no luck so I came home.

Next time, I’m requesting Jane come along.

But I’m also thinking it’s a sign that I shouldn’t drive in the city this week (or ever).  And that I should make use of the requesting items feature on the internet.

♥anilee

*****

I thought that we were supposed to celebrate

Our differences.

I thought that we were supposed to rejoice in

Our uniqueness.

I thought that we were supposed to embrace

Our idiosyncracies

And those of the people around

Us.

I guess I was wrong.

*****

You seem to be

Destroying

What you claim to be

Saving.

Maybe I am blind.

Or maybe you are.

*****

Forgive me my confusion.

You are sending mixed signals.

*****

Warning: I ramble. Also, it would be less confusing if I had named street names, but I did not for privacy reasons. Even though I don’t think it would much have mattered, since many of you know whereabouts I love. Anyway.