Nostalgia

It can be a wonderful thing, but only in moderation. Finding that out the hard way is no fun at all. I got a letter from Tim this week, and you know how it always gets to me. But last night, the crew and I went for a walk around the duck pond, and I'm sure they got sick of my stories from freshman year by the time we got back to the car. Those were just some real special times for me, and it makes warm feelings in me to look back on them. But I've got a life to live, and I need to get the rest of my 31 flavors in during the next 7 months.
I feel like I'm in some kind of rut. Not sure which kind, but I need something big to happen. I have nothing particular in mind, but something to start a motion in my life. I've been thinking a lot about what I'll do for Summer term, July and August. There are two options: continue living at the Colony and just visit home for a couple weeks, or move home for those two months. There are so many pros and cons for either choice, but I'm not sure which one is right. Your two cents on the matter would be much appreciated.
In other news, I also got a letter from Blaine, and he is pretty much the best. Teaching PE went well on Thursday, and Jake Chatfield is in my class, which is pretty fun. My warts are gone- horray! I made some delicious cookie dough last night. I won in a wrestling match with Leesa, and now Scotti owes me $20 dollars. I've resolved to ask someone on a date, but I don't know who yet, or what we'll do. I got to talk to a lot of the fam this week, and that's always a plus. Last but not least, I have two awesome nephews.

I hung out with the pirates almost all day yesterday, and it was a dream. We talked, told secrets, went to the store, watched movies, cuddled it up (six people on the couch at once... good trick) and generally had a fabulous time.

Leesa whipped out the camera, and caught some beautiful "candid" moments.

Mostly, I stuck to them like glue because I'd had a stinky morning. I didn't go running, had a difficult time working the computers at school for my projects, was disappointed by the Japanese puppet show I went to, and was not nearly as rested as I'd wished to be. But some quality time with the Pirates made it aaaaaaaaaall better.

On Tuesday, one of my new roommates Barbara cut my hair.

It was obviously with great effort.

But this is before...

And THIS is after!

I really love it, and doing new hairstyles on myself is always an adventure! Thanks Barbadoll!

I am currently hanging out with Scotti, and doing this blog on his computer. He told me a great dream he had last night that would give shelley a run for her money. And the most exciting thing that happened to me today was that I punched a toilet paper dispenser accidentally, and wounded myself. The End.