late at night and I'm kind of ramble-y

When I was in elementary school, I was really into sewing. I remember that there was a brand of fabric glue my best friend and I used when we were making stuffed animals that had a very, very distinctive smell. I close my eyes and I can still smell this stuff, the odor was strong and could give you a headache after a while, but it's terribly nostalgic.

Once I got to college, I realized that the closest analog for what this stuff smelled like is the cheap marijuana my neighbors like to vent into the hall, and into our bathroom. I guess I'm thinking about it because they've currently managed to stink up my apartment.

On a totally unrelated note, Like a Dog in Space made it to the semi-finals of Blank Young Playwrights 2011! Hooray!!! Fingers crossed, let's see if I get in!