Yesterday I robbed a bank.

Lindsey drove the getaway car.

It was awesome.

Last night I ate dinner with just his parents and grandmother while he did homework upstairs. Not so very scary because his parents speak English and I can understand them ( Read more... )

Last day before Spring Break. Finally. This semester has been completely and totally exhausting ( Read more... )

So after the delightfully warm weather we experienced yesterday, I was hoping we would have a bit of a respite before winter resumed. No such luck, today, the winter weather was back in full force. While the temperatures are hovering just under freezing -- a delightful change after the colder weather we had been experiencing -- all of campus is ( Read more... )

Today it was actually warm enough to walk around outside without a hat, scarf, and gloves. I was in shock while I was walking between my classes today ( Read more... )

So after my wonderful Friday evening spent watching people slip off a curb I fell on some ice myself ( Read more... )

This weekend, an ice storm kept me from driving down to Yonkers like I had planned. So, on Friday night; Liz, Louis, Jon Dyman, and I went down to CTB to track down some dinner. While we were there, we watched out the window as people slipped off a cut out on the curb and landed flat on their backs. We're terrible people ( Read more... )

Since I found out that my grandfather died last Friday, I haven't been sleeping well. It isn't that I'm not trying-- I am-- but it just isn't working ( Read more... )

Yesterday night I hung out with Amanda-- one of my really close childhood friends. She's up from Texas to visit her grandparents for Christmasand it's probably going to be one of the last times I see her. She told me that she enlisted. She's the first person I actually know well to do that and I don't really know what to make of it. It just isn't ( Read more... )

Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay. - Robert Frost ( Read more... )