Girl, you'll be a masters candidate soon

Of note:

I'm looking at graduate programs. What the hell? When did I start growing up? Fortunately, I'm still a huge dork.

Apparently ass-cleavage is the new big thing in hollywood.

I'm home for night three of sleeping in my parents' house since graduating from college. Word.

Thinking of you thinking of you

Yesterday, for the first time ever, I wished I lived in Milwaukee. My train from Minneapolis to Chicago left four hours late, and by the time we got to Milwaukee, I was just done. There were kids playing little league and a bunch of 20 somethings playing vollyball and drinking beer. My soul whined as they waved at the train.

Trying to get a job is depressing, but not quite as depressing as simply not having one.

On the upside, I dropped off my camera at Walgreens with pictures of my roadtrip with Ms snorell and my trip to visit Mmmm Wilderdyke. Also, any day in my car is better than one without it. But the mall strip in Merrillville is one of the most depressing places ever. My soul has been besmirched.

This weekend the consultant comes to hang out in Indiana! We'll beach it up and I'll make her watch the West Wing since I just rented the first disc of season one.

Missing many people, theoretical upcoming visits are cheering me up, hopefully they'll come through. ::crosses fingers::