( Probably TMI )

Ugh. I have so much stuff I want to be excited about, or rant about, or whatever, but today has been such a crap day and I need to get off of the computer and get to my bed.

Yes, it's just after 9 p.m. and I am turning off the computer. This may just be a first.

Ugh. I blame it on the Benadryl (because it can't be me).

I'm at my dad's. It's been a nice weekend- plenty of relaxation, no working on papers that I should be ( Read more... )

Am back from Spring Break. There are now less than 60 days left until Commencement (the calendar says 56, and that includes remaining weekends and breaks and everything) and I'm just kind of freaking out because. Um. Wow ( Read more... )

In a little while I'll be back home again. Which is kind of sad, because of the "no computer/internet except for those days I happen to find myself at my dad's." But last night I was able to re-synchronize the mp3 player, so it won't be as difficult of a separation as usual ( Read more... )

Back at Gustavus. It's been a long, long 48 hours ( Read more... )

First off, I'm really only getting around to this because I have to make note of the following: I'm totally corrupting my father. It's absolutely hilarious, I tell you. He's got his own strict little schedule, and then I show up, have him reading HP, staying up past midnight (which used to be how it went, but it's now two hours after his "bed time ( Read more... )

So maybe if I keep typing, I won't make a face-plant into my lunch plate. And there would be nowhere to brush off the crumbs, as I already took out the trash, so this situation would be tragic ( Read more... )

Today has been one of the longest, strangest days in a long time. But I'm practically dead, so I'll save the wonderful story for another time ( Read more... )

So maybe you had no idea, but I've been gone since Wednesday ( Read more... )