Tuesday, December 23, 2008


I don't have anything to say. Luna, the cat, just ate a piece of pepperoni. Mysitc, the cat, is still peeing on the carpet (we think). I'm trying to finish all of Jane Austen's novels. And today is my parent's twenty-fifth anniversary. That's all.

Monday, December 01, 2008


Remember the girl from Elf?
I love her even more now.

Monday, November 24, 2008

From The Mixed-up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler

The adventure is over. Everything gets over, and nothing is ever enough. Except the part you carry with you. It's the same as going on a vacation. Some people spend all their time on a vacation taking pictures so that when they get home they can show their friends evidence that they had a good time. They don't pause to let the vacation enter inside of them and take that home.

Returning with a secret is what she really wants. Angel had a secret and that made her exciting, important. Claudia doesn't want adventure. She likes baths and feeling comfortable too much for that kind of thing. Secrets are the kind of adventure she needs. Secrets are safe, and they do much to make you different. On the inside where it counts.

Happiness is excitement that has found a settling down place, but there is always a little corner that keeps flapping around.

I think you should learn, of course, and some days you must learn a great deal. But you should also have days when you allow what is already in you to swell up inside of you until it touches everything. And you can feel it inside of you. If you never take time out to let that happen, then you just accumulate facts, and they begin to rattle around inside of you. You can make noise with them, but never really feel anything with them. It's hollow.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

New Song on Repeat Right Now

The Modern Leper
by Frightened Rabbit

A cripple walks amongst you all you tired human beings
He's got all the things a cripple has not working arms and legs
And vital parts fall from his system and dissolve in Scottish rain
Vitally he doesn't miss them, he's too fucked up to care.

Well is that you in front of me?
Coming back for even more of exactly the same
You must be a masochist to love a modern leper on his last leg
On his last leg

Well I crippled your heart a hundred times
And still can't work out why
You see I've got this disease I can't shake
And I'm just rattling through life
Well this is how we do things now
Yeah this is how the modern stay scared
So I cut out all the good stuff
Yeah I cut off my foot to spite my leg

Well is that you in front of me?
Coming back for even more of exactly the same
You must be a masochist to love a modern leper on his last leg

Well I am ill
But I'm not dead
And I don't know which of those I prefer
Because that limb that I have lost
Well it was the only thing holding me up
Holding me up

Well I'm lying on the ground now
Walking through the only door
Well I have lost my eyesight
Like I said I would but I still know

And that is you in front of me
And you are back for even more of exactly the same
Well are you a masochist to love a modern leper on his last leg
And you are not ill and I'm not dead
Doesn't that make us a perfect pair
Just you and me
We'll start again
And you can tell me about what you did today
What you did today

Wednesday, November 19, 2008


Here are the classes I've ended up with (and I'm pretty happy with this conclusion):

French 112
The Pentateuch
Multicultural Literature
World Geography

We'll see how it goes!

Thursday, November 13, 2008


I hate putting together my schedule for the next semester. It makes me frustrated and angry. I just wish someone would put me in random things and it would work out. I'm not good at this. I'm annoyed.

Thursday, November 06, 2008


I wish I still had these tapes for my french class now...

Wednesday, November 05, 2008

My First "I Voted" Sticker

There was one person in line in front of me when I went to vote around noon today. It was an elderly, handicapped black man. It seemed appropriate that I wait behind him as he struggled to get his wallet out of his pocket. He would have to sit and would need the man with him to help him vote. But he voted. And so did I. I walked out with a little skip.

Now I'm not sure what to do with my sticker. I don't want it to take it off its backing until I have something permanent to stick it on. I may live in a red state, but I like knowing I was part of the twenty-six percent.

Saturday, October 25, 2008

Lovely, Darling!

Check out wedding photos...


well it's the first batch anyways

Monday, October 20, 2008


I'm so busy right now. I'm behind in some classes, but I'm slowly catching up. I'm going to two concerts this week and the Homecoming Musical on Friday. I have too much stuff to do and not enough time to do it....

My solution?

Listen to Whitney Houston songs from the 80's.
It makes me smile...

Monday, October 06, 2008

Some of the Things I'm Missing Right Now

cheap hostels
rainy destinations
playing cards all over Europe
the mediterranean sea
extremely large sheep
trafalgar's square
little english towns
and all of oxford:

Saturday, September 27, 2008


Something's going around and of course I caught it. So now I have antibiotics running through me and tissues scattered around my little trash can. It's eight o'clock on a Saturday morning and there's no way I'm going back to sleep. My cough feels rough in my throat. My stomach is telling me to feed it but I don't have much of an appetite.
So I'm just lying in my bed with the soft morning sun coming through my many windows. It's nice. Quiet. The only sound is the morning train coming through town. Even though I'm nowhere near it, I can still hear it's whistle clearly and it makes me smile. This is the beauty of Abilene.

Thursday, September 11, 2008

How To Brighten Up My Day

This is the original....

This is what I found today...

... they both make me smile...

... and this as well...

Thursday, August 28, 2008


Can I just say how amazed I am that tonight Barack Obama will be accepting the Democratic nomination for President of the United States? I'm not amazed because I wasn't expecting it. I'm not amazed because I don't like him. I'm amazed because 45 years ago today, Martin Luther King, Jr. delivered his "I Have a Dream..." speech. History amazes me.

Friday, August 22, 2008

It's About Time

So maybe it's about time for an update. I'm moving into my new house that I'll live in with my two friends... it's a slow move in process. Multiple trips. Each trip on a different day. We Danleys like to do things slowly in case you haven't already figured that out! My Oxford pals are starting to come back into town and so far it's been quite the squeal-fest. It's been fun seeing everyone but school starts Monday and I'm feeling the beginnings of dread coming at me quickly. But I'll deal-like always.

Saturday, August 02, 2008

Monday, July 28, 2008

I'm All Over The Place

I didn't think I would have this strong of a reaction to Crista's wedding. She's talked about marrying Zach even when they were broken up. This isn't a sudden marraige. This isn't a surprise. But when she came down that aisle, I started to cry and tears have been close to the surface ever since. And they don't feel like just "happy tears." I am completely overjoyed for her, don't get me wrong, but there's something else in these tears that feels a little painful. I feel like I've lost her a little bit. I've lost Crista Cope and gained Crista Austin. This is the first time I've ever had to deal with this transition so close to me. It's scary.

My scattered emotions this past week have left me exhausted and anxious. Being a bridesmaid for Crista has meant so much to me. I've only known her for two years, but I feel like I have more claim to her than some who have known her her entire life. We've shared so much in this short time. She's married now and I know some things will change, but there are some things I know I can always count on from her (i.e. almost daily text messages).

I love you dearly Crista and I definitely want to see you and Zach around Abilene sometime.

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Four Weddings And A Funeral

So my life isn't exactly like this movie, but the title sums up my summer.

Wedding #1: May 24... Audrey. Works with Mom. San Antonio.

Wedding #2: June 14... Rebecca. Abilene High Friend. Abilene.

Wedding #3: June 28... Katie & Jeremiah. Friends from Highland, Oxford, ACU, etc. Abilene

Funeral: July 8... Grandpa Stone. Mom's Dad. Springfield, VA.

Wedding #4: July 26... Crista. ACU Freshman Roommate. Seneca, MO.

It's been a strange journey, but I'm ready for something calmer that feels less like a rollercoaster.

Saturday, June 21, 2008

I've had an extremely hard time thinking of anything to blog about recently. I haven't been doing anything at all. I'm waiting mostly--for weddings, a possible trip, and now a funeral. I don't have anything to say. I've been watching Euro 2008 closely. I have exercise class that's kicking my butt on tuesdays and thursdays. And some nights I go do something with a friend. That's about it. I'm boring now that I don't have England.

Thursday, June 12, 2008

My Ringtone

Rise Up With Fists
by Jenny Lewis

What are you changing?
Who do you think you're changing?
You can't change things.
We're all stuck in our ways.
It's like trying to clean the ocean.
What do you think, you can drain it?
Well, it was poison and dry
long before you came.

But you can wake up younger under the knife;
and you can wake up sounder if you get analyzed.
And I'd better wake up.
There but for the grace of god go I.

It's hard to believe your prophets
when they're asking you to change things.
But with their suspect lives, we look the other way.
Are you really that pure, sir?
Thought I saw you in Vegas
It was not pretty, but she was

But she will wake up wealthy,
and you will wake up forty-five.
And she will wake up with baby.
There but for the grace of god go I.

What am I fighting for?
The cops are at my front door.

I can't escape that way,
the windows are in flames.
And what's that on your ankle?
You say they're not coming for you,
but house arrest is really just the same.

Like when you wake up behind the bar,
trying to remember where you are,
having crushed all the pretty things.
There but for the grace of god go I.

But I still believe.
And I will rise up with fists.
And I will take what's mine.
(Mine, mine, mine)
There but for the grace of god go I.

Friday, May 30, 2008

Potter for President

I am, once again, rereading the entire Harry Potter series. It feels so good. I've missed this world of magical realism.

Sometimes, I try to think outside my close-minded life as a Muggle. We walk right past wonderful places like Diagon Alley and Platform 9 and 3/4. Maybe if I look just a little closer, I can find the magic in this world.

Maybe I don't even need to look. My life is pretty magical sometimes even though I am a Muggle.

Thursday, May 22, 2008

Slightly Back

I'm still not yet sure what I want to say yet about being back other than that I miss these people.

Wednesday, May 07, 2008

Bittersweet Good-Byes

So this is my last night in Oxford. We leave tomorrow morning at 7:00. This semester feels like one of those dreams that you don't want to wake up from. I've been ready to be home many times over the course of these four months, but it didn't hit me until my last day that this has become my life. I walk down familiar streets now. I won't have University Parks and Cornmarket and Port Meadow and the Covered Market and Cowley and Summertown. These things that I still vividly remember discovering are quickly becoming my past. I don't like this feeling on finality. I want to go home and I want to see friends, but I want to walk to North Parade at the same time. Maybe I'm thinking about this in the wrong way. I now have another place that I can always come back to. I will never forget where Canterbury Road is located in Oxford. I will never forget the faces of these people I've spent so much (too much) time with over these months. I have another home. I have another family. I'm ready to move on and just tell myself that I'll be back. I'll be back.

Monday, April 28, 2008

British TV Commercials

Here's a little lesson I learned a few weeks ago when this commercial came on. British television can be really weird.

Thursday, April 24, 2008

The French Rivera

Nice, France was beautiful and relaxing. We slept, we walked, we laid on the beach, we burned. It was pretty great. In one day, I went from Nice to Monaco to San Remo, Italy. This was a good week.

Friday, April 11, 2008

City Lights and Protests

I fell in love with Paris. It is now my favorite city-above and beyond my expectations. It's just sad that I now have to write a research paper. While we were there, we watched the Olympic torch come through. There also was a ton of protesters in support of Tibet and the entire scene was so crazy! People were yelling and running and the police were pushing cameras out of their face. It was so cool. I definitely want to see this city again. I have to. This is me in the window of Eryn, Casey, Jaclyn, and Jessica's room at our hostel in Paris.
We took a bike tour of Paris our first night there. It was amazing.
We spent a whole FREE morning in the Louvre. I love this one.
A view of Paris from the Sacre Couer. I really love city lights so a lot of my pictures are some form of this one.
This is Sainte Chappelle. It has the most beautiful stained glass I've ever seen!
The Little Dancer means a lot to me--even more than that.
And I guess since this is Paris, I should probably show you the tower.

Wednesday, April 02, 2008

Days That Inspire & Make You Smile

Yesterday we had beautiful weather. I sat in University Parks just writing and listening to music for hours. I walked all over town after that just going nowhere and doing nothing. It was magical. At the park, I thought about my trip to Scotland this past weekend. I like to do words collages and these were the words that came:

-freedom (of course)

It's a long list, but it was an eventful weekend. I'll tell more tomorrow.

Tuesday, April 01, 2008

Quando il gatto manca, i topi ballano

(When the cat is missing, the mice dance)I figured it was about time to mention Italy! We spent two days in Venice and two days in Rome! It was so much fun and it was absolutely beautiful. I don't really know what to say about it. It's Italy... beautiful, pigeon-infested, history.

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Sunday, March 16, 2008

The Luck of the Irish

I've had trouble starting this post about Ireland. There is so much to say, but I'm not sure I want to say it all. I like knowing that if I don't say a few things about the trip there are only two other people in the world who know. It's kind of fun keeping secrets. I can remember tons of specific details about our experience, but by singling out one story the feeling of the trip as a whole is lost so let me try to give you the feeling.

I love and admire the two girls I went with. The very first moment you meet Casey and Eryn, they make you feel loved and then... they make you laugh. We talked for hours about how we couldn't get one movie out of our heads (No Country For Old Men) while we sat in an old community graveyard in Sixmilebridge, Ireland. The clouds above us were dark, but it didn't diminish the color coming from the country around us. The Cliffs of Moher the next day were beautiful, but it was the cab and bus ride up there that haunts me. The fairy tale of Ireland is true. There are princesses with wild hair and flowing dresses that walk these hills. I can see them clearly even as the dark clouds that bring magnificently giant raindrops are moving quickly toward us. You cannot capture Ireland in one single moment. It's impossible. That's why I'm not going to try.

Thursday, March 13, 2008

PS, I Forgot To Say This

I wasn't going to write anything else about Bath, but I realized I forgot a funny story. Every time we take a tour of some historic place, we get audio guides. At the Roman Baths the audio guides were HUGE! They were long and black and looked like a skinny 80's cell phone. At the baths, they have a winding exhibit under the building. We got to the statue of the head of Minerva and I pressed the number on the audio guide that went with the statue. As soon as I press the number, it starts to beep like crazy. And it's not just a little beep. It's this ridiculous rhythmic beeping that echoes through these underground hallways. It takes me completely by surprise so I just stand there staring at it for a minute and Kris gets embarrassed so he takes it from me and covers it up as much as possible. You can still hear the annoying beeping though so he just looks at me and hands it back. At this point, everyone is watching our little group so I say I'll see them later and run off with the loudly beeping audio guide. I was just trying to find someone who worked there and I had to run all through the hallways holding this beeping thing and a lot of people just looked at me and laughed. It was very funny, but I just wanted to get rid of it. I finally found a woman who told me it was just a "stray electrical current" and walked off and got me another one. For anyone who has a Facebook, this why the title of my album of Bath is "beepbeepbeepbeepbeepbeep." Just a little inside information.

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Going Against Jane

Jane Austen hated Bath, but I loved it. We had a ton of fun pretending to be Jane Austen characters. There were a lot of moments where we made fun of the film version of Persuasion and it was beautiful. It was wonderful!

Monday, March 10, 2008

Thoughts From Palma de Mallorca, Spain

I loved our group. Five girls + one guy = a lot more fun than you would have thought.
I love the mountains. They take my breath away like nothing else can. 
I love the beach. The sand between my toes makes me feel at home.
I don't love Gypsy women who TRY to steal from me. I was too smart for them though.
To sum it up: love, love, love, keep your eyes open.

Monday, March 03, 2008

I'm Late! I'm Late!

I just realized that I should probably update more because I'm about to go to Ireland in a few days and I haven't said anything about Spain or Bath. I'm swamped with work right now so I'm not going to say much. If I have time I will say more. But Saturday, we went to Bath and had a great time as well so I have to talk about that sometime as well. Just keep checking. Above pictures are Spain and below are Bath.

Sunday, February 24, 2008

There Are No Bad Words For The Coast Today

I have returned from the island of Mallorca, Spain. I will write more later, but I want to leave you envy-ridden.