I have become frighteningly, exhilaratingly adult in the past week ( Read more... )

When the new X-Files movie came out I went to see it...at midnight. Alone. In costume. With my fake FBI badge clipped to my lapel. I felt like the world's biggest nerd, and I loved every minute of it, even though the movie disappointed me. As I left the theater, I thought to myself, "Well, that's that, then." I allowed myself some nostalgia, and ( Read more... )

So, I'm in this a cappella group-- FourTune. We've entered this contest, wherein the best video cover of Ingrid Michaelson's "Take Me The Way I Am" wins a guitar. (Which, ironically, we don't use, because we're all a cappella, all the time.) This is the way it works: The videos play head to head in random matchups and you, America, pick which one ( Read more... )

Kevin C, one of my SMUSH (St. Michael's Unnamed Senior High) youth group leaders and a family friend, passed away in the wee hours of this morning. He'd been battling cancer for about a year, and in the last couple of weeks he took the fastest turn his doctor had ever seen ( Read more... )

The day of my dad’s last surgery, I spent the morning in the hospital with my mother and sister, waiting. There was relatively little risk, but even so, you stick by your blood, and surgical recovery is something one ought not to go through alone ( Read more... )

You know you've been reading too much xkcd when you wake up in terror and hide under the covers for half an hour after having a nightmare about velociraptors.

I am seriously too old for this.

But it occurs to me that this might be useful information to some of you, as I'm sure I don't keep everyone informed of most things. I may, in fact, have a tendency to drop of the face of the earth completely. So here you go.

You know how sometimes people on your friend's list post about stuff going on in their life, and all of a sudden you think " ( Read more... )

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I don't sleep a lot anymore. To tell the truth, I really don't like sleeping. Sure, I love the way it feels when I'm exhausted and finally get to turn off for a while (who doesn't?), but the fact that sleep is a necessity at all annoys me. It's a waste of my time. It keeps me from doing things I find more interesting. The fact that I can't go ( Read more... )

I overheard a mom in the lobby of the dance studio talking about her nine-year-old daughter, who's just been diagnosed with diabetes. She's learning to recognize when her sugars are low. The mom described how her daughter was by herself and started to feel shaky, tested herself, took a glucose tablet, and tested herself again in half an hour to ( Read more... )