the wrath of thanksgiving

This is my first attempt at a real blog so just bear with me. I am open to questions, comments or suggestions, kind of like your favorite restaraunt. I have been persuaded to become a "blogger" by some dear friends. Hopefully I can keep this up and maintain some form of communication, most likely with way too many words, as usual when I write. Maybe I will use this opportunity to cut down on my dead construction and passive verbs, a move I'm sure Drs. Marler and Bacon can appreciate.

Today marks two weeks until college graduation. Seriously. Who knew that was coming? Well, okay I did, but still it came out of no where. Things are messy and clean all at the same time. School is coming to a remarkably quick end, and eveything else in life seems to have just gone bananas. In the words of the modern prophet Charlie Brown "I feel like I am losing control over everything." You and me both, Chuck. Only he was just panicking in his eerily serene way over a botched Thanksgiving dinner. (We can thank Snoopy and Woodstock for the buttered toast, jelly beans, popcorn and pretzel sticks.) So I will graduate and honestly the most pressing issue for me right now is what I will wear under my gown, and if it is tacky if I decide not to wear hose in December. If I wear hose I will wear fishnets or some other pattern to spice things up. I think it would be apprecited by the audience. We'll see.

Thanksgiving was Thanksgiving. Highlights include: choking down small portions of sweet potatoes, mostly scamming the marshmallows off the top, and then sticking my finger in a pumpkin pie to try it and remind myself, "You still do not like pumpkin pie."

We went to Hulen Mall today on our way home, and it really wasn't too unbearable. The crowds weren't psycho and I got an Orange Julius (who knew those were still around??) so I was completely satisfied. Now I am at home, I should be unpacking, but I'm sitting around wasting time. But I fully intend to make a to do list for tomorrow so I can maximize my productivity. I don't think I have anything particularly earth-shattering or clever to share today, although I feel that I reached a point where I don't think my parents get me right now. I hope that is normal. They found out how serious I was about applying to NYU's Journalism grad school and my mom definately weirded out. I think they will get used to the idea, at least I'm staying on the same continent.

I hope that all are having a wonderful holiday. The drudgery begins again Monday, and I believe we should all take advantage of the simplicity of solitude. Being bored is okay every once in a while, if you can fully appreciate it and realize a peace of mind. Boredom, or at least lack of activity drives some crazy, but it just drives others. Thats all I've got. Happy Day After Thanksgiving to all, and to all a goodnight.