My Five Minutes

Still sitting in campus common areas to get my Internet, so yes I'm alive, but no, I'm not updating like I should be.

So I'm going to cheat on this one because I didn't actually write it. A university online publication got wind of my German adventures and decided to write up a short piece.


Find it here. Annnnd here and here. Because I'm basking in the limelight of my success.

And because I want you to click on it now because it's only up for a limited time so my fame and notoriety are truly constrained.

Also, I didn't cry during the interview. I guess that was added for dramatic effect.

The Pirates, Who don't do Anything

I rely on the Internet too much.

Not admitting I have a problem, just observing the natural order of things while I'm sitting in a deserted computing site on campus. It's break, most people aren't back from their most raucous holiday shenanigans, but I am and the Internet has been disabled at my apartment. And thar be the answer ye be seeking to the question, "Where has she been for the last forever?" Still no leads as to why I wrote that thinking and writing in pirate voice.

Yarrrgh, mateys. I be bored.

Quick recap of my last few weeks include Christmas emotional outbreaks, tear-jerking charcoal drawings, major car accidents, a dry New Year's Eve, saving a dude's life, job interviews, cat vomit, cross country skiing, vampire love stories that are actually worth reading, and a significant lack of Internet so as to not be able to relay these wonderful tales to you all. I am writing this purely to send out the beacon signalling my survival, as many of you have heard of my adventures and are beginning to worry for my health.

Many of these stories will not hit the blogosphere, partially due to my record high laziness, because I am still not sure as to when my Internet will be turned back on. And I am incredibly lazy right now. Sitting in this chair on campus is even getting to tedious for the likes of me. (It is slightly tilted so that I have to use my core to stay parallel to the floor. Not worth it. I'm going to go home and sit on my, now that I think on it, very comfortable and parallel couch.)