Proof that God does actually care about Seattle...

The sun is shining! Well, not at this precise moment, considering that it is dark outside. But the sun has been shining for the past two days. I think that the sun probably helped all of us Seattleites fight our post-superbowl/seasonal affective disorder depression. The sky has been blue, the grass has been amazingly green and the mountains have been majestic. It feels like I am seeing everything for the first time. I guess thats what something like 42 days of rain in the past 50 days can do to a person. I wish that I had had my camera. I would have taken some pictures, but my parents had it in Victoria. It is on days like these that I realize all over again how beautiful Seattle is. To quote an unnamed person, "Everything is so green!" And I would have to agree... all the colors are just so vibrant. Especially after a rainstorm. That's just nature, though, don't get me started on the city itself... like driving the freeway at night... going underneath all the giant buildings downtown... driving on the viaduct with the city on one side and Puget Sound on the other... up I-5 with Lake Union on one side and UW on the other... Kerry park with the Space Needle right there. Yah I need to stop... I am getting a bit ridiculous.

In other news, you all should check out this guy that Tricia found for me: http://yyyc514.backpackit.com/pub/48159. What do you think? True love?

I have stayed up way too late for the past gazillion nights, so I am going to bed now. It finally caught up with me today at work... I had to take a walk around the block to keep from falling asleep. And now I have a horrendous headache. I will be back soon though... I have many things to post and not enough time to post them!

So how about those Seahawks?

Do I really even want to talk about this? I'm not sure... the wound is still too fresh. I can't speak for all of the game, as I went to church and only saw through the middle of the 3rd quarter (my stupid VCR didn't record... I hate VCRs.) BUT the refs seemed to be smoking some pretty strong crack for a lot of that game. Like the second quarter when the Steelers got a touchdown when the ball didn't even enter the end zone. I must admit, though, that while the Seahawks played okay, they didn't play the way that I know they can. Yah... I am bitter... leave other bitter comments if you would like!

P.S. WHERE DID IT GO???!!!??? I had a nice post here about how I will get to graduate from college and I figured out all my classes, now it is gone. *poof* Just like that... into thin air. I didn't delete it, I just said to make a new post so I could talk about the great tragedy of the day. Grrr.... this is why I don't like computers sometimes. They are going to take over the world one day, mark my words.

Pretty!

Since ya'll were complaining about the previous picture I had posted here, I posted a new, prettier one. I had this flower and it was the most amazing shade of hot pink... so I decided that instead of doing my homework, I would experiment more with my digital camera. This was actually taken with the "vivid color" setting... and the color looks, well, vivid. I really like it cause the colors almost look painted on, they are so vibrant. So do you approve of this over the one of my hand?

In other news, I am tired and feeling incredibly stressed. I should do homework, but my eyes won't stay open so I am going to head to bed. I have two fairly substantial quizzes this week (don't be fooled by the word "quiz") as well as a midterm. I need to study but I feel like I don't have any time. I know that I need to work and everything cause I need money, but right now, it is really feeling like wasted time. Time that could be spent doing chemistry problems (oh the joy!) Hopefully I can be productive tomorrow since I don't work... we will see.

P.S. Update on the hand: doing well and healing up, but it is still there (the blister... my hand is supposed to be there). It doesn't hurt, but now it itches... one of these days, I might just get mad enough at it and do something drastic.

I'm sorry that there is no way to make a disclaimer for this picture before you see it!

THIS is what I have to deal with. I just thought I would share the misery with all of you lovely people! At least it doesn't hurt anymore, it's just there and annoying. It should go away on its own, I checked with the doctor... the question is, "When?" My hand was the star of the party last night at the band banquet. Jessi already knew about it cause she had seen me in Symphonic on Monday after my doctor's appointment. So she kept asking people if they wanted to see my hand. It would go something like this:

Me: Are you sure? It is really gross.
Them: Yah, I'm fine, I really want to see it
Me: Okay, if you say so
*Show them my blister*
Them: EWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!! (usually involved hand over the mouth/ turning around)
Me: I told you it was gross
Them: Can I see it again?

Yah, whatever. Just wanted to spread the joy!

Wah!!!!!!!!!!!

MY HAND HURTS!!!!!!!!! This is the list of things that I currently cannot do: use a mouse, drive my stick shift, write with a pencil, hold a fork correctly, play my flute, type quickly, wash my hands with ease, lift heavy things, take a shower without it taking 20 minutes, fix my hair. The list goes on and on.

And this is the list of things that I need to do tomorrow that requires the use of my hand: Take a chemistry midterm (where I have to write like a mother), take notes in class, play my flute, drive my car. I'm frustrated and in pain and am going to bed.

It's marching band time again!

For this weekend anyway! So we ("we" being HMB) have a fairly good relationship with the Seahawks, and they usually ask us to do a half-time show about once every other year or so. This year, they told us early on that if they continued to do well, then they would invite us to do the half-time show should it come down to a championship game. Fast forward 2 months to January when we still hadn't heard anything from them. Brad finally got a call saying that the NFL actually chooses the half-time shows for the championship games, and we were not it. But apparently this "professional gig," we still don't know who it was supposed to be, backed out last Saturday saying that they were worried about the weather.

*Insert side note here* As of last Saturday, it had rained 27 consecutive days in Seattle and we were up to 11 total inches of rain in January. It didn't rain at all on Sunday, which made the previous 27 days obsolete when it came to beating the record, which is 33 days.

Anyway, they called Brad and frantically said they needed us to do the show. Brad said no way can we make this work. But then they told us they would pay us $10,000. The original deal was for $4,000. Brad decided that we would make it work. (Considering the fact that we are planning an all band trip to Oklahoma next year). So we had practice tonight, from 9pm-11pm I might add, and then will have it again tomorrow, and then we will be down there all day on Sunday. I am very excited because I love marching band!!! I was so happy to be back tonight. And it will also be a lot of fun... we could probably trip all over ourselves and the crowd would still love us. But of course we aren't going to do that. I just have to say... Go SEAHAWKS!!!

Welcome to the Apostolic Faith Sunday School... I mean... uhhhh....

I just got home from church. Yah... I know. I guess that is what happens when church doesn't start until 8 and then Bro. Bill preaches. In case you didn't know, Seattle is turning 50 this weekend! We are having special meetings and also an anniversary celebration for the church in Seattle. Good times.

Speaking of special meetings, last night I had a dream that I had to teach the adult Sunday school class on the weekend of special meetings. But even though it was Seattle special meetings, it was the Medford adult class. And I hadn't done my lesson cause I thought that I was teaching the primaries. And then nobody bothered to tell me this until right after I got out of the shower. (What?!? You didn't know there was a shower in the ladies restroom by the youth chapel in Medford?!?!) And then they wouldn't let me get dressed, so I had to teach the class wearing only my towel. And although it was the adult class, it was only men. Talk about a disturbing dream!! I was actually relieved to wake up this morning and realize that I didn't have to stand in front of a group of guys, wearing only a towel, and attempt to teach Sunday school. Now I am off to bed... hopefully to NOT have any dreams that remotely resemble this dream from last night...Goodnight!

Warning:

This post may be a little scattered brained as my mind is currently jumping all over the place. I have about fifty different things I want to post and none of them have to do with each other!!

First order of business, I am getting better!!! It took 10 days, but today I actually got through my day with only 2 pills and one 45 minute nap. This cold was killer in that it just sapped all of the energy out of my body. I would not recommend this as a good way to start your quarter. All last week I felt like I was moving in a fog ... which is bad, very bad. I always have a hard time starting the new quarter cause I am usually adjusting to a new work schedule/class schedule/homework schedule/freetime schedule. Until I figure out where all of these things are happening, I feel slightly crazed cause I can't remember what I am supposed to be doing when. Once I get my schedule down, then I can actually plan cause I know how much time I have and when this time occurs. So it was not a good thing that I had no energy/couldn't remember anything/had a new schedule to deal with all at the same time.

In terms of classes... yah, they are interesting. I am taking chemistry, AGAIN! Which is slightly frustrating and a very long story, but I will not get into it now. On the good side, everything that we are doing is total review and not hard at all. On the bad/weird side, my professor is this quirky old guy with an accent who mumbles and speaks with his chin down and into his chest. And then he comes to class 15 minutes late. He has been late by at least 10 minutes everyday this week. I don't know whats up with that. My Irish History class is really cool. The professor is very no-nonsense and he is an incredibly good lecturer... which is good given that it is a history class. He looks like he belongs at one of those Ivy League schools (insert one here, I don't care which one) out of the movies. It is making me want to go to Ireland though. My other class is Statistics for Psychology. The professor is pretty funny and really easy to like, although he does unbutton his shirt too far at the collar (come on, I know you know what I am talking about!) It is rather funny though, cause being a psychologist, he came in on the first day and said that he wanted to make sure he helped us with our "test anxiety" should we have any. It was hilarious! I mean, in what other field would the professor call it "test anxiety" and offer tips for coping with it? The class is BORING though. I already know everything that we are doing, and I sit there thinking that I am just going to start laughing maniacally soon cause I can't take it much longer. Hopefully we will get into some interesting stuff soon... but so far I have been bored to tears. So thats it. It looks as if currently, I know everything in 2 out of 3 of my classes. I'm sure that this will change soon... I just hope that I am paying enough attention that I notice when we are doing things that I don't know anymore.

On an update note: No more fleas for me! I haven't even seen one since we "vacuumed" our cat =)

Random piece of advice note: If you want to walk faster, listen to Techno while walking (this goes for driving too... but I am not advocating that!) I've been listening to techno on my iPod while I am at school and I find myself speed walking all over the place... and UW has some big hills to be speed walking up! Maybe it is just the marcher in me, but if I am listening to music, I always have to match the tempo with the speed of my steps. For what it's worth, I also have to be in-step if I am walking with somebody. Anyway, the tempo in techno is usually right up there. So that is my random piece of advice for the day. Like I said... this goes for driving too, so maybe this should be a cautionary piece of advice also.

I Still Believe

Scattered words and empty thoughts, seem to pour from my heart
I've never felt so torn before, seems I don't know where to start
But it's now that I feel your grace fall like rain
From every fingertip, washing away my pain

*Chorus*
I still believe in your faithfulness
I still believe in your truth
I still believe in your Holy word
Even when I don't see, I still believe

Though the questions still fog up my mind, with promises I still seem to bear
Even when answers slowly unwind, It's my heart I see you prepare
But it's now that I feel your grace fall like rain
From every fingertip, washing away my pain

The only place I can go is into your arms where I throw to you my feeble prayers
In brokenness I can see that this was your will for me
Help me to know you are near

This title has been omitted as the author is too sick to think of a good one...

I am sick. I feel like trash. My aunt and uncle and cousins came up Thursday night and Friday and Carissa was just coming down with a cold. Guess who caught that cold. MEMEME I'M STEAK MEMEME!! Totally random reference to a movie... anybody know which one? It is more of a head cold than a runny nose, so my throat hurts and my ears hurt and my sinus cavities hurt a little too. But I am taking this zinc stuff that is supposed to shorten the duration of your cold. My parents have both taken it, but I will have to let you know what I think about it.


I've also been staying up too late too many nights recently. Saturday, since we weren't having a watchnight activity at church, I went downtown with my brother, Tyler Kaady and Buck. We got there at 7:30 cause Tyler thought that it would be cool and we would have stuff to do. In actuality, we had nothing to do and walked around a lot and ate a lot. But we found a really cool Thai restaurant named "Phuket," although we didn't eat there. Tyler kept accusing me of being sinner cause I liked saying it out loud. Well... I actually only said it about 2 times and the first one was cause I didn't know what it sounded like =) The fireworks were cool, but they lasted for 10 minutes. They did use lots of purple and gold, though, which made the Husky in me happy. Then we had to wait an hour to get out of the parking lot. So we had a "dance party" with these other cars. It was really only three cars, us, the guy providing the music, and the guy doing strange dances. Our role was mostly to sit there, take pictures and laugh like crazy at the weird guy. It was 1 am though, you have to give us a break.

And then today I helped my mom take down our Christmas decorations and clean for our special meetings which are coming up very soon. It is always more fun to decorate for Christmas than to take it all down. I also watched A Knight's Tale, which I haven't seen in forever. And then I played Animal Crossing. One of the little dudes on there told me that I hadn't been on in 17 months. Sounds about right to me. I go back to school tomorrow and then my regular life commences once again. I'm gonna head to bed so that I don't feel like death tomorrow. Goodnight.

Practice for London?

I have decided that I must carry my digital camera with me at all times. I had it in my purse Wednesday and after work I quit literally stumbled across St. James' Cathedral. And on a beautiful day, no less. Now I just need to get a case for it. I mean, I have a case, but it is rather big to put in my purse all the time. I just need something to protect it from getting scratched by my keys.... knitting project, anyone?

Once is cool, twice is just ridiculous

So today I was all ready to head out to work, when I got a call saying that we had no power and that I shouldn't come in. This would be cool and all, except for the fact that this already happened less than a week ago! So now I have missed two days of work in a one week period due to the power being out. We haven't had any big wind/snow/ice storms, so I ask, "What is wrong with the stupid power company?!?" Why does the power just randomly go out? Hmmmm..... strange. All I know is that it sorta messes up my day (week) cause now I have to find time to go in and make up the hours, but I already have plans for pretty much the rest of my week. *Sigh* I might just say forget this and not even make it up. I don't know.

Anyway, like a good girl, I went shopping instead =) I bought some new jeans (oh no!!) and a purse and a new wallet. I needed the jeans, but the wallet/purse were just for the fun of it. And then I continued the fight against the fleas. We have traced them to our cat, Goldie. I'm not sure why we didn't think of this in the first place, maybe just because she has never had a problem with fleas. We sprayed all of downstairs and vacuumed and cleaned the cat. Tomorrow the attack upon the upstairs commences. Specifically my bedroom. I am sick of fleas! It wasn't as bad as a couple of months ago, but one bite is too many for me! The fleas love me and they take advantage of my sweet nature (or sweet blood) whichever it may be. But I am attempting to finish the last bit of the last book of the Chronicles of Narnia, so I am gonna go take care of that. Have fun doing whatever it is that people do between Christmas and New Years!

Merry Christmas (2 mins too late)!

I hope that everyone had a wonderful and most joyous Christmas. I know that I did! One of the major highlights for me was just going to church on Christmas day. I'm not sure what it is exactley, but I think there is something so special about it. I may tell more about my day later, but I am going to sleep now.

I just wanted to put up a fair warning that I got a digital camera for Christmas... and if my lack of things to do and my free time continues (which it will for at least another week), you may find yourselves reading about cool Seattle places a lot. Accompanied, of course, by cool pictures. I hope that you don't mind!

Here we come a caroling!

So last night I went caroling. It was like 10 girls and what I have begun to fondly refer to as our two "token males"... Alex and Erik. It was interesting seeing as how it has been pouring down rain here for about the last 2 to 3 days. Last night when I left my house to go to the church, it took me ten minutes to get the 6 blocks from 81st to 75th. And there were sheets of water pouring down the street. So we all got to the church and were like, we don't really want to go caroling in this. But it actually stopped raining and we decided to just go to people that live near the church so that we would have roofs and porches and a quick escape if necessary.

Highlights of the caroling experience.... I knew it was going to go well when at our first stop we sang for an empty house. Then the next couple of stops were uneventful until we decided to go find the Lakes' house. We had the address and knew about where it was, but we didn't know for sure. And so in our brilliance, instead of driving in the car to find the house, we parked the cars and started walking. Now I'm cool with exercise and all that, but it had started to pour again and I was rapidly getting drenched. We finally did find the house, but we were a little worse for the wear. Then at our last stop they shut the door in our face! We found the house and they had a big enclosed yard with the house set back from the street and a "Beware of Dog" sign on the gate. We didn't hear a dog, and despite Katrina's worries that the dog was going to come out and attack us as we went in, we decided to go for it. We walked up to what looked to be the front porch, but there was a porch and a pile of ruble where the steps should have been. Apparently they were remodeling. So we sang in the grass... a long way from the door so it took them about a song and a half to finally hear us. Then they came and peeked out the door but the wife thought that they didn't know us so she closed the door and went back inside. Pretty soon her husband comes out and looks and he was like, "It's okay, we know them!" Poor Loretta, she came out and stared at all of us and was still like... "I know you??!!?" Talk about feeling appreciated =) By that time we were very damp and decided to head home. And the dog??? Yah... it was a little Snoopy dog on their front porch. Interesting. We also sang for some totally random people because we liked the big blow up snowman in their front yard.

Anyways, I think that I should try posting to this thing earlier in the day so that I am more awake as I am doing so. Right now, all I can think about is going to bed and unfortunately, I think that it is causing my performance to suffer.

What to say, what to say?

Tonight I discovered that one of my pretty good friends from high school is engaged. Engaged, can you imagine that? I've only been out of high school 2 and a half years. Its all well and good when its somebody you don't know, but when it is one of the people that was actually close to you, you sorta stop and wonder what is going on in this world. I guess I just sort of assume that since I don't feel old enough to be getting married, other people my age would feel the same way =)

Anyways, this has served to make me rather depressed (I think that I am overusing that phrase.) Of course for the obvious reason of her being engaged and me being jealous in a sort of jealous, but not really jealous at all, yet still slightly bothered because she is my age sort of way. But also because it made me realize how out of touch with some of these people I am. I just sort of stumbled across the news that she was engaged. If these had been people that I had only known throughout high school, it would be okay, but most of my friends from David Douglas I went to school with all the way through -- from elementary to high school. I have known a lot of them since 6th grade, some since 3rd grade and even a couple since 1st. We experienced everything together... mean teachers, band competitions, hard classes, band trips to Disneyland, solo/ensemble contests, horrible AP assignments, Aalberg!!! Not to mention the trials of just growing up and making it through school. I have gone through so much of my life with them always there, but it made me sad to realize that I don't even know what is going on with them now.

I understand that people and circumstances and times change and you cannot always stay in contact, despite your best attempts. But have I even attempted? Probably not. If I was to be a big baby about it, I would blame it all on moving to Seattle and how I got torn from my friends before my senior year and they all had an extra year together and they are now all at UO and so on and so forth, yadda yadda yadda. But that probably is not a good reason, its just an excuse. Its sorta tough to realize that your life is changing and you have to figure out how to incoporate these people into that new and grown-up life. How much do you want to contact them? How much time do you want to spend seeing them? How much do you actually care about what goes on in their lives? Are they to just be one of those people that you send a Christmas card to every year with an update letter in it and call it good? I don't know. I will let you know when I figure it out. And I have the annoying feeling that this is going to become a problem for college too... I know!! Never make friends, then you will never have this problem? *Sigh* I am going to bed... I have become too cynical for my own good.

So it happened again...

...the Lord came through for me and worked stuff out when I had been idiotic and messed things up, mainly by purchasing a plane ticket before my classes were finalized =) Well, after much searching and great anguish, I found a class that fit right into my schedule, was actually interesting and most importantly... had a final while I was still going to be in the country! So now I am taking the History of Ireland which may sound boring to ya'll, but I am thrilled because I love history. I was going to minor in history until I realized that just getting my requirements for psych fulfilled and doing all the prereqs for nursing would probably take up a great deal of the time I had left in college. So I am excited that I am taking a history class again. The only bad thing about this schedule as I see it is that I have chem lab every Monday night from 6:30 to 9:20. I am not super excited about that, or about the fact that I am taking chem AGAIN, but that is another story for another time.

As if this means anything to anybody, but I recently decided to switch from a BS in psych to a BA for the stupidest reason ever: I can't take the stats class that goes with the BS this term. Unfortunately, stats is one of those pesky classes that ends up being a prereq for a lot of other classes you need to take, such as my lab classes, so I decided that I needed to go ahead and take stats ASAP in order to be able to take other stuff later. The stats class is where the BS and BA start to differ and the BS one wouldn't fit into my schedule so therefore, by default, I am now getting a BA. I know this may seem like a rash decision, but I have been told multiple times by my advisors that unless you are planning on going into clinical research, which I am not, you don't really need to get a BS. So don't ask me why I was going for it... I probably don't have a good answer.

My distinct lack of school this week has allowed me to do other things that needed to get done... such as realizing that the tabs on my car expired last month and nobody ever told me. I didn't get a letter or warning or anything. The only thing I can figure is that perhaps it went to the old owner since I purchased the car less than 2 months before the tabs expired. Anyway, if it wasn't for the fact that I had been curious about it, then I would be driving around with expired tabs. So $129.75 later I had new tabs and I am good to go for 1 year. For those of you who don't live in the beautiful state of Washington or the wonderful city of Seattle, let me explain why this was SO STINKING EXPENSIVE. We get the privilege of renewing every year and due to the monorail tax, I had to pay $76 just because. Now the monorail is a funny thing in that Seattle doesn't have any form of lightrail system (think MAX in Portland). So a couple of years ago, people decided that we needed one, which I think is cool and everything, but the way it was pitched and the people planning and the sheer amount of money it was going to cost didn't go over well with the voters and they voted it down 4 times I believe. The latest one being this last November. But due to the huge expense these people racked up doing studies and getting estimates and needing salaries and all that, I had to pay taxes on something that isn't even happening anymore. And the worst part is that the debt from just planning the stupid thing isn't expected to be paid off for 2-3 years. So even if we do come up with another idea, we will still be paying for this old idea that we threw away. Brilliant! I could have used that money to pay for my tail-light cover that I smashed when I backed into our garbage can... but again, another story for another time. Go to bed children... tomorrow is Sunday!

So it seems...

... that there are an unusually large number of people driving around Seattle with one burned out headlight. I wonder, why can't people change their headlights??? It is serving to make me rather depressed.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH..... I need that rock NOW!

So as of 5 minutes ago I had a post up here that had taken me about 30 mins to type and then my computer said that it had encountered an error and shut down. Grrrr!!!! In that previous post, I had detailed how I was in the mood for some hardcore, head-banging rock. I need it even more right now just cause I am so frustrated. Perhaps if I do enough head-banging I will get so dizzy I won't remember how frustrated I was? I dunno.... Thousand Foot Krutch is cutting it for now, but I may need something new soon. Any good suggestions from the peanut gallery? I know that I may not seem like a rock girl, but I am. My music collection, while it is mostly Christian, is still comprised mainly of rock and alternative. Wait... I have a better suggestion, anybody wanna go cruising with me? We can turn the music up and roll the windows down and drive way too fast. Ahhhh.... sounds nice =) Wait... I mean, I don't drive fast (well, I didn't there for awhile while my car and I were still getting to know each other, but now we get along much better!)

But since I most likely will not be going cruising tonight but to bed instead, I shall finish rewriting the post that was already written once this evening. This is the short version. Going to London in the spring conflicted with one of my finals. I contacted the professor about the format of the final to get an idea of whether or not it was something that I could miss or not (i.e. If it was a paper, I could have written it early and left early). The stupid professor never emailed me back so I had to buy the ticket anyways. Might I add that it was non-refundable too. Finally I decided that the professor wasn't going to email me back, so I emailed him again. He responded with this "I don't give finals early, that is why I didn't respond to your email." On what planet would I take his lack of a response as a sign that he wasn't going to let me take the final early?? I took it more to mean that the email got lost or he accidentally overlooked it in his inbox or something. But long story short, he didnt respond so I bought the ticket for Thursday, the day of the final, because it was the cheaper one and they were running out of seats. If he had just had the decency to respond, I could have bought the ticket for Friday and it would have been all good. So I dropped his class, looked up his profile on the UW website and scowled at his picture. To make matters worse, he looks exactly like the defense against the dark arts teacher off of the 2nd Harry Potter movie, Lockhart. I am tempted to send a nasty email since I will never have to see him again nor take his class, but I will not because that wouldn't be very Christian-like. I have included his picture here, just for your scowling enjoyment: http://depts.washington.edu/scand/faculty/nestingen.shtml.

Anyway, I have bored you long enough with my rambles about my miserable existence. I am tense and on edge cause I have finals Monday and Tuesday and while I am pretty ready to take them, I just would like them to be over. Maybe THEN I will go on that cruising expedition to celebrate. You guys are still invited to come if you'd like....

I. Need. Coffee.

Either that or sleep. I think I have formed myself a nice little caffeine addiction over the past week and a half or so. Something about the final week of the quarter will do that to you. Either that or I am craving the chocolate that they put in my mocha and not really the coffee at all. Knowing me, the second option is a definite possibility. I know that I said I would post again.... but I didn't, because I am a horrible person. I'm still getting to it, its just that my brain doesn't want to process anymore information than it has to right now. But I'll get to it... after finals... or after this year... or after college... or after my Master's. No need to rush things.

In the hopes of being able to maintain a wakeful state tomorrow without the use of any addictive substances, I am going to sleep now. I also have an 8:30 test tomorrow morning, so a good night's sleep would probably be a plus in terms of that as well.

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow...

It SNOWED!!! Granted, all of the snow is gone now, but it was fun while it lasted. Unfortunately, the majority of the act of snowing took place while I was at work yesterday, so I couldn't enjoy it to the extent that I would have liked. I had to appease myself by getting up and walking to the window to admire the snow every 15 mins or so. *Sigh* Sort of ironic how when I was working full time this summer I was bemoaning the fact that it was sunny outside and I could not be out basking in it. Now I have gone full circle and was bemoaning the fact that I couldn't be out in the snow. Why do we even have work anyway?

Oh yah, I remember why. So I can go to London over spring break, thats why! The plan has been in the works for some time now, but I bought my ticket, lets see, a week ago today, so now I am officially going. I am going to visit one of my friends from band who is graduating at the end of this quarter and getting a work visa to live in London. I am so very excited. I love to travel, and while Japan was totally awesome, I have yet to go to Europe, so that makes this even more exciting. But that is a ways away, so I must focus on the present.

Like how I hate my stupid computer. Actually, it isn't my computer, per se, rather it is windows. I turn on my computer tonight and it says that there are new updates for windows and so I begrudingly click "install." A century and a half later, it is still installing and everything is running super slow to the point that I can't use my computer. Finally everything finishes and I restart my computer. Apparently one of the pluses of installing these updates is that it gives you a better security center, so now it is asking me if it can block part of iTunes. What, you have something against Apple??? Wouldn't it be interesting if my computer got into a fight with itself... hmmmm...I think it would turn out fairly ugly.

Anyway, I have been procrastinating all day long and I think I should actually go to sleep so that I am feeling refreshed when I finally make myself work on homework tomorrow. Gilmore Girls is a horrible procrastination tool. I borrowed the first and second season from my aunt and cousin on DVD.... bad idea. That and knitting... but I finished my latest project, so perhaps I can hold off until my homework is more under control. As I am sitting here wrapping this up, I remembered the topic that I REALLY wanted to post about, but I will save it for tomorrow. Its philosophical and such, and I am not into the whole thinking hard thing today. And on that note... I give you this fun suprise! (scroll down to get to the commercial): http://www.bravia-advert.com/