Jan 12, 2005 23:52
... she says as she realizes it's the dead of winter. Gotta love Texas.
One of the grad schools I'm applying to, that I really want to get in to, is in Chicago. I'm afraid of Chicago. For one, I've never been there. For two, it's really big. For three, it's really cold. There used to be a fourth, but one of y'all lives in Chicago, so I would sort of know someone. (Tori and Amy?) I'm totally conflicted, and I change my mind about it all the time. The program is wonderful, I hear the school has good money to give out and the dance scene in Chicago is amazing. (note: this is the part where someone convinces me to move to Chicago. ;)
In other news, I went to a different Verizon store and flirted with the manager and got a new phone. My Daddy was really proud of me.
I can't seem to make myself run on a normal world schedule. You know, like sleeping from midnight to 8am or something. I just get started doing something and next thing you know, it's 3am. Then of course I sleep until noon. I'm just nocturnal!
There's a tap class in town on Friday. I really want to go, but my tap shoes are in Huntsville. I don't have time to go get them. I have no reason to buy new ones. My only option is to take class in heals that don't even have taps on them. No fun. I probably just won't go. We never have good tap classes in Houston though. *pout
This has been random thoughts by Jill. Thank you all for joining us today. Please tune in again tomorrow.