Today I opened my gmail and read "Sarah Palin is Back and Ready to Talk."

So...were we dating? Did she go away get to clear her head and now she's back and ready to work it out. I'm sorry, Sarah; it's been too long. We're just two separate people.

Also, Barack Obama won the Nobel Peace Prize. That just feels...random.

So, we had this really cool god-awful mentorship program on campus. Basically, you meet with a mentor once a month for a year and discuss things about what you're going to do. I met with the mentors and put down my top three choices ( Read more... )

YesI have never heard of the story "The King of the Elves" and it doesn't look like the story is beyond usual Disney fare (nobody is secretly the Gnostic Demiurge, reality does not reinvent itself in the final act, and there are no drugs). But still...it is sort of a strange idea. How did that come up in conversation ( Read more... )

First of all, I am up at 1:30 on a work night! I am such a young, irresponsible kid.

Secondly, today I made it official: the boy I've been seeing and mentioned in my last post is now my boyfriend. My gay, gay boyfriend.

God, I haven't had a real boyfriend in forever. I mean: seriously. In forever.

So, yay!

So, recently on Fox 5 news, Ernie Anastos (who, for those not from NY is sort of a News Institution; he's been on EVERYTHING) responded to some playful banter from a coworker with a demand to "Keep fucking that chicken."What on earth could he possibly mean. I have heard some pretty nonsensical things in my life, but this is just bizarre. Is this ( Read more... )

Japan was fantastic although, in many ways, in was a nap in the day of my life. It did nothing to fulfill any of my long term goals (and, at the roughly $10,000 I spent on the trip, definitely set one of them, paying off my debts, back ( Read more... )

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Next stop: Tokyo

In eight days, I will be boarding a Delta flight to take to Japan, the Land of Silks and Spices and Hello Kitty. I've never been! I'm so thrilled!

( My Itinerary )

So my father got a letter on Saturday from the St. Jude's Children Hospital and, specifically, Marlo Thomas.

The envelope said on the outside: "Special" Photographs Inside...

"Special" Photographs?

I think my father may be being blackmailed by Marlo Thomas...