Attention, passengers. The Metro-North Railroad does not observe Happy Hour. It is actually possible to make it through a 45-minute ride without beer. We promise. No one wants to see you take swigs out of a brown paper bag like a wino.

You must exit from the front four cars for Marble Hill and Ardsley. Thank you.

Right. I knew I was going to be terrible at this journal thing. You'd think that after 3 months since my last post, I'd have something to say, but not really. My life isn't that interesting. It's the same every day. I get up, I go to work, I come home, eat dinner, read or watch tv, and go to bed. That's it. Except for Mike, that's my whole life ( Read more... )

Today I heard a very New England-y sentence: "They keep the water bubblers wicked warm here ( Read more... )

Okay, so in my dream I found out about a plot to kidnap Colin Brown. Somehow I knew that a guy dressed as Santa Claus was going to chloroform Colin and take him away. Colin was working in a nursing home that had really tight security, and I finally had to bribe someone $1000 to get to talk to him. I woke up right after I warned him, so I never ( Read more... )

There's a car in my driveway. It's a '99 Volkswagen Beetle. It's Dan Blake yellow. And it's all mine. That's right, I'm a car owner. It feels a little strange, but it's also exciting. And I like my car; it's little and cute and happy ( Read more... )

Well, I'm officially a college graduate. It feels strange, I think in part because it's the end of the path I've always known I would take. I always assumed I'd go to college, even though I didn't know what I'd study or where I'd end up. But now I've finished that part, and the rest of my life hasn't been charted yet. That's a little scary. Now I ( Read more... )

I'm done with exams. Done with my papers. Done with my thesis. Done done done ( Read more... )

One paper done. I have another paper and an exam to look forward to tomorrow. But I'm almost done with my undergraduate career. I keep telling myself that I only have to finish a few more things and I'll be home free, but it's hard to focus on things like papers and studying when my goal is so tantalizingly close. My time at the U of R has been ( Read more... )

It occurred to me recently that I'll be graduating in a few weeks. That has more consequences than I like to think about, but overall I'm excited. I realized, though, that I needed to do something so that I wouldn't lose touch with my good friends here and elsewhere. Since I'm a terrible correspondent, I figured this would be the easiest way to ( Read more... )