Made progress in packing for Syracuse tonight. Also found my birth certificate so I can get into Canada for the next few months--only if needed. Deciding what trinkets to take with me into my new life, is a daunting task.

"Get out of my house. No, I won't be joining you for dinner on Sunday."

"You've done nothing but insult me since I started dating your son two years ago. There is nothing wrong with single mothers. Sometimes, alot of the time, it is better if the drunk, asshole father was out of the picture."

I was hoping that my car was going to be able to make the trip to New York, but alas the brakes are very bad. Now I have to ship my clothes and other necessities to Syracuse. Crappy.

I want to announce the launch of my company Sketchbook Maggie. I've been working very hard on this project with some tremendous help from my mother and my friends Chris and Lee.

I've been designing my own quilts, bags, and jewelry for years and I have decided to make a business of designs and my creations. For those of you who don't know, quilting ( Read more... )

I have two interviews today for Graduate Assistantships at Syracuse. Hooray!

This speech gave me goosebumps...

http://my.barackobama.com/page/content/hisownwords

Went to a hockey game with a bunch of friends, donated some $$ to charity and then won dinner and Billy Joel tickets.

Bad ass!

Happy Irish Day to all!

A gay man told me I looked fabulous today.

Can my day get any better?

I got into Syracuse! Woot!

I feel awesome.

Bring me all the finest vanilla bean ice cream in the land.

Drugs suck.

NOT being on them is even worse. Gimme my Zoloft, Mr. Pharmacy man.