As the holidays approach and airfares skyrocket, I have ironed out exactly when I will be home for the holidays ( Read more... )

Sometimes I feel like if you were here and I could just wrap you around me like my own childhood blankie everything would automatically be better. I know that's a lot of pressure to put on a friendship, but even across the hours and miles and days, you should still know that you always ground me in the positives of where we have been and where we ( Read more... )

so, it's been kind of a rough weekend. work is all up in a twitter. someone was fired. we're all being moved around. i have to decide who i want to work for by 9 o'clock tomorrow and what is best for "my career" and weigh that against what the head of my department wants and what will be easier for everyone ( Read more... )

"They say a clean cut heals soonest. There is nothing sadder to me than associations held together by nothing but the glue of postage stamps. If you can't see or hear or touch a man, it's best to let him go." --East of Eden by John Steinbeck ( Read more... )

I will be home in two weeks. Hooray! Neeta will I be able to see you before you leave? I hope so! I'm home the 21st-30th.

So, my computer is a little over five years old. Freaks out from time to time. And is overall showing it's age. I was talking to my mom about my desire to get a new computer. Preferably a laptop, which means I could keep my desktop and have room for a desktop ( Read more... )

For absolutely no reason , all of a sudden, yet again, I've taken a wrong turn and landed on self-pity avenue. It happens occasionally, and in these moments of self-loathing I turn to you once again. Maybe Daniel's right and I need a little Paccil CR. Everybody needs it sometime, right? We're really no more fragile than anyone else, but ( Read more... )

I am not a runner. I don't ever run. In elementary school, I didn't run the mile so much as walk it at my leisure without any regard for some ideal time set down by the presidential fitness people. But today, for the first time in my life I actually ran a mile. 'Cause I'm going to count a speed of 4.5-5 miles an hour running ( Read more... )

Umm . . . So Alison's friend Pip is in town and I hung out with him and Vida last night. They were really drunk. They kept making friends when they went out to smoke, which is all well and good until they bring one back into the bar with him. An older guy with a long ponytail who then felt the need to tell me how beautiful I was and kept ( Read more... )

This time next week, I'll be home. So looking forward to home. I miss you all very much, and am really looking forward to seeing you all.

Hooray!