Happy Fourth of July to all of you ( Read more... )

I. am. licensed.

Yeah, that's right. I'm licensed to legally drive a private motor vehicle in the United States of America.

It's shiny. :-)

Well, so February Break is over... I spent half of it here and half of it down at my brother and sister-in-law's in PA. The majority of the week long break was also spent being sick with a low grade fever, a nose trying to be a faucet, and doing an impression of someone with a smoker's cough, but I am feeling much better now, so hey. At least it ( Read more... )

So, the Oscars are over for another year. I wrote about them last year when they happened too, I think. I am not sure why, I never really watched them before college, but they fascinate me. Something about the atmosphere and my love of stories, I think ( Read more... )

Alright, so I had to do it: Happy Valentine's Day to you all ( Read more... )

The conference was very good - a new experience for me, but a good one to have. I got a lot of information and met a lot of people. We had seven main sessions and four smaller group sessions (seven plenary sessions and four breakout sessions, to use the official lingo) all in two and a half days, so there was a LOT of information. I am still ( Read more... )

I just got back from cleaning the stairs for two hours. It wouldn't have been so bad if someone hadn't smashed a kiwi on the one set. What is it with people and smashing fruit on my stairs? At least kiwi is a new fruit - I got four or five apples and a couple of bananas when I was cleaning two semesters ago, but this is the first kiwi. Crazy people ( Read more... )

I'm tired of my most recent post, so I figured I'd put a new one up here. It's still cold, still snowing, still Houghton in January. But the heating still works and I still love my blue fleece pajama pants from Mandy and my teal fleece blanket from my Gramma, so hey ( Read more... )

see my Xanga site for latest news from Mexico :-)

So many things I could say ... but I'm not sure who would care and then I think 'why does it matter who cares? This is my journal.' But the truth is that on this one, I write for you my audience, and not for me. If I am writing for me then I write in my private journal. So writing here means that I want someone to see it, someone to care. Someone ( Read more... )