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today I wore my beatle boots and my Bob Marley shirt I got random from teefury. In German, Mrs H was like, 'oohh i like your boots, those are fun'. Fun? Oh well. Compliments are compliments. Anyway. And actually. They are fun. She is total awesome though because for some reason she really likes me and here are my theories on that a) i was already in 2 years of French b) i am also a huge beatles fan c) i am awesome. I think it's some combo of 1 and 2. Or er. A and b. And so. Uh...what..was I saying? well yeah so she never really calls on me, seriously, it's very cool. But today we were learning hobbies and things and one of them was like 'listening to rock music' and I was like, gah call on me for that one. She did. And then asked me if I liked 'alt rockmusik?' and because I like totally blanked for a minute I was like, what? then, OH, yes, old music, YES. The student teacher who laughed at my dinosaur was back today. he was sick for a while I guess. I like him.

Listening to David Bowie. He's so funky. I love him. Oh! Starman! There's a starrrmaaan...

Nothing else exciting so like why do I even bother.
I was on time to school today. WTF, right? And worked throughout all first hour. and went to all my classes, holyshit.
OH my knitting and crochte club is tonight! Great Yarns. Should be pretty friggin exciting. I dunno, I just LOVE to get together with people who understand me when I talk of worsted weight and purling and straights and circs and GAUGE and all that. Me and another woman there, (my boss from the summer) always get into glaring arguments over what we call crochet hooks- I call them by the numbers and she uses the letters. Like I'll call it an size 6 hook and she'll be all, IT'S A G. I'm gonna teach H to knit a hat, too. I was like, GET WOOL YARN. It's warmer that way. I love wool. When it's cold. Can't stand it in the heat. but around now I am like, ohh so sofft and warm. Thank you, sheep. You guys are awesome. Dumb as rocks. But very cool...I haven't met a lot of sheep myself. I have a friend who's got sheep. And she's like: they're stoopid. Me: YR STUPID.

later, 5:30: I was listening to a Bob Dylan album. The Freewheeling bob Dylan. Amazing. Blake, at one point, from across the room, 'are..are you listening to Bob Dylan?' 'er, yes.' 'i..can hear the harmonica.' 'lol!' Now I'm listening to Ringo Starr. I can't help it. I friggin' love the guy. I Think Therefore I Rock and Roll? Goodnight Vienna? AWESOME.
Also, Keith Moon did an album and Ringo Starr was on a few tracks- HOW DID THEY NOT STAR THEIR OWN BAND CALLED liike 'Moon and Starr'? ohrite cos Keith died but STILL. WHYY. I want Ringo's christmas album. Crazy bad. I want all of his albums? he's so cheery and happy-looking all the time. I guess a lot of fans hate him for the 'don't send any more fan mail' thing which yes was a dick move but still. Ringo!