The fire alarm in Younker rang today, and I actually left the building. Last year (ugh, in Norris) the fire alarm rang all the time, at least once or twice a month. And I always just stayed inside. But this time I thought I'd better leave because . . . well, you know, I've just been a little spooked since my building almost burned down this fall ( Read more... )

I am obsessed with Tom Waits ( Read more... )

Today I went to Ames ( Read more... )

Today was room draw. Rock. That's all I have to say about that: rockActually, I have more to say. Next year I'm living on Read 3rd, successfully making the transition to South Campus. Cool. It's this enormous single with a huge window that takes up almost the entire wall, and it faces out over campus and prettiness instead of out over East ( Read more... )

update:
My phone might have finally bitten the dust today. I might not be able to use it until I get my new one on (hopefully) Monday. Don't be distraught if you try to call and can't get through this weekend. I do like you after all; it's just my phone that doesn't like either of us.

Today I got an email from Mrs. Porter with the phrase I respect you in it. Oh Mrs. Porter, it's silly how your opinion still matters to me ( Read more... )

Your Linguistic Profile:

70% General American English
20% Upper Midwestern
5% Midwestern
5% Yankee
0% Dixie

What Kind of American English Do You Speak?

Number one most common response from people who learn that I have a twin sister:

Oh that's cool . . . are you identical?

Derrick almost pulled that one today, and he apologized for even thinking such a dumb thing, even if he didn't say it. He doesn't realize that a very large number of perfectly smart, reasonable people ask that question before ( Read more... )

Today I had to park at the intersection of Park and Sixth Avenue. Arg.

Parking at Grinnell totally sucks this year.

And I think my infatuation with Derrick is over. It had to end sometime. I guess I shouldn't be prematurely saying this before I get back to campus, but . . . yeah . . . maybe it seems premature, but why beat around the bush, right? The truth is that it can't be the same anymore, and it's just over. It was fun while it lasted. But it was silly ( Read more... )