I heard a fitting weather report the other day: "It's going to be about 94 degrees in the LA area...Hot, dry, and on fire." Seriously. I fled the smoke to come home for the weekend, just a really short stint, I spent most of the time doing homework/midterms/gre review, but it was still really nice to be somewhere that doesn't resemble Hades. I'm ( Read more... )

Yesterday my friend Mike died ( Read more... )

Here in my new room...still on campus. I've got a double all to myself, but I pushed the two twin beds together so I officially have a QUEEN. I don't even know what to do with such a sleeping platform ( Read more... )

Tonight is one of those nights that being an RA is really interesting. One of my kids was trying to cross the street by the dorms, and a car hit him! The best part of the story is that it was a staffer. Classic. Kill the residents? We'll take ya! Poor kid was so confused he didn't know what to do. He's one of my quieter residents anyway, so I was ( Read more... )

I'm stressed. Even though I shouldn't be, because it's fucking spring ( Read more... )

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Let's talk about why I'm up at 4:10am. It's simple really...I'm writing a fucking proposal for a fucking professor who ripped up my last fucking one in front of me in a fucking grand gesture of rejection. That's the basic ins and outs of that one ( Read more... )

Let's talk about how much fun I'm having in switzerland and France! Our little village, Ferney-Voltaire is right on the French-Swiss border and it's adorable. Its so small and cute ( Read more... )

I know, i know, I open with the cliché "i-never-use-this-anymore" line and apologize to everyone. but seriously. I have been a brat about this, I've been so busy and had no time to even read posts let alone update.

HOWEVAH! It is time for the semi-annual Jessie news brief.

Classes = officially OVER and I am so righteously stoked. I can finally ( Read more... )

when someone talks, do you ever just block them out, and then all you hear is this high-pitched white noise? I like to think of it as the gold-fish-face syndrome, where you see their mouth moving, but all that comes out is bubbles.

This is how I deal with the most fabulous (soon to be ex) co-president and co-treasurer evar. I haven't been updating ( Read more... )