Filing away the previous journal entry on my hard drive, I stumbled across a draft of my wedding vows to Ben ( Read more... )

That's always such an annoying question to be asked: "Where do you see yourself in X years?" For the first few years of my college career, my declared major was Undecided, an option weirdly offered by my alma mater. I pounced on it the second I saw it listed along with a phone book of more specific majors that flummoxed me into pigeon-holed ( Read more... )