I'm home. And I am loved. And my luggage followed me all the way to RDU and didn't go off on side adventures in Chicago and California like last time. What more can I say ( Read more... )

I was intimate with a volcano today.  It was gassy, smoking, sulfuric, crater-licious, and quite devastating judging by the miles upon miles of lava fields (proof of decades upon decades of past eruptions) -- and I was quite appreciative of all its glory.  Couldn't help comparing it to Mt. Saint Helens, but since I haven't been there in ten years, ( Read more... )

I just submitted my final assignment for my last class for my last thing to do before I graduate.

I can has MA degree?

Erika + helicopter + no doors + the valley of hell with hellish turbulence + hard right turns = tossed cookies ( Read more... )

Good News: I get to go to Hawaii! All expense paid ( Read more... )

I just had a gentleman stop me in the stairwell on the way up to my office and tell me that he thought I was absolutely stunning. I thanked him and went on my merry little way. Though, how much of his comment was due to the incredibly phallic symbol (loco pop--white chocolate, peppermint and lemon, for those who care) that I was sucking on and not ( Read more... )

I've been down to the Ramen noodles stage for over a month, so I finally gave in to the inevitable and went to Kroger.  Apparently, however, I was far too sexy for my own good because the beefy guy stocking the dairy products (let's call him Mr. Cheese, shall we?) was unable to keep from following me around and trying to catch my eye.  Absorbed in ( Read more... )

And, just think, not an American hitchin' either!  Silly Scots!  :)

Best.  Wedding.  Ever!

And here I was thinking that I've done quite a bit with my life.

Lifetime Movie, anyone?  Jerry Springer wouldn't believe it.  Quick smile on a Saturday morning is more like it.  Enjoy!

I am strongly opposed to Jay Leno.  He can die in a fire (along with a certain student) and I wouldn't bat an eyelash.

The End.

My respect for Ryan Phillippe, which was never really all up there, to be honest, is up ten-fold.

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DEAR ABBY: I am 27, and my wife, "Marybeth," is 26. We recently went to my folks' house for supper. That evening a heavy snowstorm was starting and, because the trip home is 30 miles, we decided to stay overnight.

My old bedroom is upstairs, as are the rooms of my brothers, ages 25, 24, and 22.  The guest room is downstairs.  Because the room is ( Read more... )