Seaweed Dreaming

No more chipped nail polish! What a glorious color! I'll give anyone a huge hug if they can figure out what it's called. Nail polish names become such a strange tradition for females. I love when I'm in the make up store and I see people looking at nail polish and ultimately they always turn it over to read what the color is. I'm amazed by this because really when you think about it, it doesn't actually matter what the color is called because your eyes see the color. In my opinion I think it's because our brains are hardwired to want an emotional connection to things. We want to feel good about our options. For example: I would pick a color called "Seaweed Dreams", as opposed to "Baby puke". Our emotions seem to be attached to everything.

What a glorious night! I spent the evening with dear dear friends and had a blast. It's amazing to me when God refreshes your soul as he does so often by the little things in life. I didn't get much sleep today, thanks to my school calling me at 3:00pm. You see I normally need to sleep until about six or seven. But if anything (ie going to the bathroom) wakes me up right within that window of time before it, then I can't go back to sleep. I think that picky sleepers are just not supposed to have strange sleep schedules.

Going to keep it short tonight, as I continue working on a short story for a project i'm scheming.