There hasn't been too much going on since I got home. I go back to work tomorrow, but only for four hours so it's nothing at all. I've seen a lot of Josh and a bunch of my friends in the past two weeks, and it's fantastic. I didn't realize how much I missed sleeping in bed with someone (even though we had to sleep in my twin last night, but it wasn ( Read more... )

I'm home. Everything's great.

I'll write more later. There's a lot to talk about.

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We have a dog. He's a 5-month-old, black and white Cavalier King Charles spaniel. We've named him Charlie. Apparently he's really friendly and super cute, plus he's been around cats his whole life so he won't eat Zula. I can't wait to meet him.

My new bed came to the house a few days ago. New bedframe, new boxspring, new mattress, same featherbed. Plus new sheets and a new throw. I can't wait to see how comfy it is. I love my bed. It's going to be quite the adventure come summertime though, since it's only a twin and Josh is the biggest bed hog ever. His bed is a queen and I always wake ( Read more... )

Got in from vacation last night. Prague was amazing, better than I expected considering it's a city I'd never thought to visit. We saw an opera (Verdi's Rigoletti) which was good; the lead soprano's voice was incredible. The whole thing was in Italian obviously, with Czech subtitles, so it was a little hard to follow. We also saw a ballet ( ( Read more... )

We leave for vacation tomorrow. Three nights in Prague, three nights in Vienna, four nights in Florence. We'll be back on the 30th if we make the last train to Orleans; if not, we'll be back on the 2nd, and I'll post then ( Read more... )

I don't think there's anything that I can say that hasn't already been said regarding the tragedy at Virginia Tech. Suffice it to say that we all ought to send good vibes and condolences to the victims' families. Also, I don't know what I would do if (God forbid) anything like that happened to anyone I knew. It makes me sick to even think about it.

I came to France fully expecting to be confronted with a faceful of cultural differences. It’s Europe, not America, and therefore is bound to be unique by default. For the most part, this assumption has held true. The French eat differently, they talk differently, they dress differently, they carry themselves differently. And generally, it’s pretty ( Read more... )

So a few of us made Easter dinner together. It was the first hearty meal I've had in so long (see: dinner that didn't consist of pasta and tomato sauce). We had roasted chicken, mashed potatoes with cream cheese and garlic (which were unnaturally doughy, and we probably could have molded them into shapes and fried them or something, but they tasted ( Read more... )