My internship is still on shaky ground. I should know something by the middle of next week about what will happen. Either way, I am still getting the full credit, so I am not overly concerned ( Read more... )

The weather is getting cooler again. I can't say that I am looking forward to winter, but it will be nicer having a husband in bed with me, I think ( Read more... )

Kiyo has finally forgiven me, so I am no longer sleeping on the couch. The bed is really very comfortable ( Read more... )

I truly think that this internship is going to be one of the most...frustrating things that I have ever done. I do realize that I am in school still, and I do not have years of experience and expertise with the equipment. I realize that there is a learning curve. However, there is nothing that requires that I be treated like a particularly slow ( Read more... )

The apartment is painted and we are completely moved into the apartment. The moving process was actually smoother than I anticipated, and I am glad it was finished before the semester got started agsin. I am not sure I could have juggled classes, an internship, and moving as well ( Read more... )

My glasses have gone missing. So has my spare pair. And my spare spare pair. I suspect a certain readheaded husband of mine is responsible for this ( Read more... )

I've been doing more work than I think I need to, lately. I...well, I miss Kiyo. It's hard to not overwork myself when he's not here. it's just easier to keep wprking and working, though I have been taking time to see to the apartment as well ( Read more... )

87% of the time, Kiyo is drawn to bright, primary colors for wall paint. 6% of the time, he is mocking the subdued shades, and 7% of the time, he is wondering if I am colorblind. I have to admit, maybe I am not colorblind, but I seem to be lacking whatever asthetic that Kiyo possesses. I do not mind yellow for a bedrooom, but the kitchen and ( Read more... )

And too much furniture shopping, and too much looking at paint samples. Kiyo...it is an apartment, not a manor home ( Read more... )

After looking--and arguing, and debating, and more looking, and speculating on the inherent qualities of both cardboard boxes and just living in seperate dorms forever--Kiyo and I have found a place ( Read more... )