I'm not a teenager anymore.

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I have been at LAX since 7:45 this morning. It is nearly 11:45. The last time I checked, my flight was scheduled to leave at 12, and we haven't boarded yet. This is lame. Also, I am supposed to work at the bookstore for Apple from 7 until midnight after I get back on campus.

I wish it were a week ago. Or two weeks ago.

It's so strange to think that a week from now, I'll be packing up my stuff, working a few more shifts at the front desk, shipping my MacBook back to Apple, and getting ready to go home. I've been working non-stop for the last few weeks with research, presentations, and papers. I'm fortunate to be able to write on subjects within my realm of ( Read more... )

My pseudonym from here on out shall be The Great Googly Moogly.

Why does this always happen?

I registered for classes today, yay! Last night I saw Barack Obama, yay! I'm drinking some tea gifted to me by my wonderful boyfriend, yay ( Read more... )

I'm lying in a bed at a Best Western in Sandpoint, Idaho watching an episode of Cops: Naked! where they just arrested a guy for riding a bicycle naked and exposing himself to some people in Portland, Oregon.

Tomorrow I'm going to see a trash-eating mechanical goat in Spokane, Washington.

Fleeing the nest comes at a very real price ( Read more... )

Everything tastes like sushi.