My beloved piece of space

Never before has 20 square feet (I'm not very good at gauging what that actually means) of shaggy green carpet been so appreciated. I don't know what it is but I just love my room at this my third Provo residence. I could spend all day in here. And I have! The past 3 days, which is what has probably brought me to this point.. and a blog. I've been sick with self-diagnosed (I can do that because I'm a public health major) acute strep throat. Probably not, but if I say acute does that mean that it's possible to only have strep for a day and a half?

So.. I don't feel like doing an intro, because I already know me, and since I'm the one writing I can do what I want. Instead I'm going to talk about Halloween. Why? Because I was just looking at DIY Halloween decor on Good Housekeeping and I'm wondering if it makes me the world's oldest/lamest 21 year old if I'm not really feeling the whole Provo Halloween party scene. Probably it does. I just always end up spending so much money and since my only income right now comes from selling my body I'm sensitive with how I spend it. Plus having plasma sucked out of you kinda hurts, and leaves an unsatisfactory scar.

I'm going to have to set up an outline for these posts otherwise it's going to end up a modern day Catcher in the Rye account. And to be honest.. That book kinda disappointed me