Limit NON-ACADEMIC use to 15 minutes
Sitting with my pod at Knight Library. I'm a fresh out of a viable computing device of my own, so all internet-ing must be completed here among the pink columns and alarmingly phallic statues. Not that I've ever been one to complain about phallic statues, mind you.
Anyhow, I've been keeping myself busy. Saturday I returned from a week in southern california with Logan and his sisters. It was awesome. Logan's eldest is Ariel at Disneyland. THE Ariel! (As a sidenote--is Ariel's last name Triton?). She got us into the parks for free, let us crash in her trailer, and showed us secret Disney stuff. I also met his adorable white-haired grandparents, his retirement-home swinger uncle Al, and various other friends and family members.
And as if the 15 hour drive home from California wasn't exciting enough, I also moved into my new place on Saturday. It's wee, but it's mine.
On sunday I visited Paw and did a little "shopping trip" at my parent's house. Most people create backups of important documents, or of their hard drive. My parents have a backup of our entire house. I wandered around my childhood home pocketing the duplicates of everything from blenders to molasses. WHO in their right mind has TWO open jars of molasses? And that wasn't the worst of it; they had three open vanillas, and more extra pots and pans than I could possibly fit into my tiny kitchen. Once my father realized I was effectively de-cluttering the house he got into it and tried to pawn off his old couches, a rocking chair, and costco-sized packages of deodorant. I declined to all except for the double XL hawaiian shirt...because it was hilariously random.
Yesterday I began my fMRI class at the obscene hour of 8:00 AM. However, its time slot is its only fault. Only super-powered magnets and brains can get me that excited so early in the morning...(Unless it's at 4:30 AM. Then I require *ahem* other stimuli). At night I cooked my first MEAL at my house! I served Erik and Logan stir fry. I even marinated my beef! It was super.
OK! I think we're thouroughly caught-up. I miss my MATB, and Kelly, P-money, and Schuyler. I also wouldnt mind seeing the Jordan/Chelsea/Gill/Bryan/Max clan. You have an open invitation my my dewelling place. I'm getting a futon with your name on it!
Anyhow, I've been keeping myself busy. Saturday I returned from a week in southern california with Logan and his sisters. It was awesome. Logan's eldest is Ariel at Disneyland. THE Ariel! (As a sidenote--is Ariel's last name Triton?). She got us into the parks for free, let us crash in her trailer, and showed us secret Disney stuff. I also met his adorable white-haired grandparents, his retirement-home swinger uncle Al, and various other friends and family members.
And as if the 15 hour drive home from California wasn't exciting enough, I also moved into my new place on Saturday. It's wee, but it's mine.
On sunday I visited Paw and did a little "shopping trip" at my parent's house. Most people create backups of important documents, or of their hard drive. My parents have a backup of our entire house. I wandered around my childhood home pocketing the duplicates of everything from blenders to molasses. WHO in their right mind has TWO open jars of molasses? And that wasn't the worst of it; they had three open vanillas, and more extra pots and pans than I could possibly fit into my tiny kitchen. Once my father realized I was effectively de-cluttering the house he got into it and tried to pawn off his old couches, a rocking chair, and costco-sized packages of deodorant. I declined to all except for the double XL hawaiian shirt...because it was hilariously random.
Yesterday I began my fMRI class at the obscene hour of 8:00 AM. However, its time slot is its only fault. Only super-powered magnets and brains can get me that excited so early in the morning...(Unless it's at 4:30 AM. Then I require *ahem* other stimuli). At night I cooked my first MEAL at my house! I served Erik and Logan stir fry. I even marinated my beef! It was super.
OK! I think we're thouroughly caught-up. I miss my MATB, and Kelly, P-money, and Schuyler. I also wouldnt mind seeing the Jordan/Chelsea/Gill/Bryan/Max clan. You have an open invitation my my dewelling place. I'm getting a futon with your name on it!