I'm going to church with my older younger sister until she gets comfortable with going from school to the city (it's quite a haul: walking down from our respective domiciles to the bus stop downtown - about twelve minutes; bus ride - thirty minutes; walking to the chapel - twenty minutes). It was quite an adventure, but maybe a story for another ( Read more... )

One of the things that I really adore about being alive is knowing SB. The relationship that I have had with her has changed completely over the years that I've known her - a near complete one-eighty in fact - but I wouldn't give it up for anything. At the beginning, it was so awkward, mainly because I was so awkward. I dealt almost entirely with ( Read more... )

I just got back from New York and had a super crappy week and a half. But! I passed in my synthesis final paper (anyone have any questions about lovastatin? I'm your woman).

I've been working on this mix for a while - it's a present for a friend.
( commentary - mostly is just crap from my brain )

Wander my friends, wander with me

Like the mist on the green mountain, moving eternally
Despite our weariness
we'll follow the road
Over hill and and valleys
to the end of the journey

Come on my friends and sing with me
Fill the night with joy and sport
Here's a toast to the friends who have gone from us
Like the mist of the green mountain,
gone

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