Mo Finals, Mo Problems

As nervous as I am about the real world next year, I'm really super psyched that I will no longer have to write 12-15 pages about stuff I'm sick of talking about.

In the next two to three weeks, I will need to finish that paper (which by now is done and ready to be turned in), do a multimedia presentation — which includes a video, audios slideshow, audio standalone, still photos, text, maps, graphs, and interactives, write two essays for Holocaust, write two longer essays for Magical Realism (one of which is due next week, one of which is due during finals), and take a test in Italian.

Grumble grumble grumble grumble.

Amishville USA

I haven't seen my little sister Corinne since August, so going to get her tonight is sort of awesome. The problem here is that she lives in Bumble. And not just any bumble. She goes to Lebanon Valley College in Annville PA, in the heart of the Amish community.

I kid you not. When we decided when to pick her up for Thanksgiving break, we had to take into consideration that Wednesday is Amish meeting (church) night and that there would be mad buggy traffic going to her school. That's how Amish her school is.

I'm making a bet with Corinne that we'll see like 12 carriages tonight. Any takers?

In Ithaca, Comrade Finds You

So I was walking through Park the other day innocently enough, just going to the bathroom/taking a breather from Multi and out of nowhere I see my ex walking up the stairs.

We say hi, exchange some pleasantries, the like. I have nothing against the guy. I just, you know...

...thought he graduated.

The beauty of breaking up with someone and them graduating is that you don't see them again. And then in your school he pops up because he's dating another girl (who's really fun).

I just want to walk through Park and know that I won't run into people, you know?

The 12 Days of Chicken

We somehow managed to buy a ton of chicken here. I mean really. We have a 10 pound bag and then the Costco stuff we just got the other day before fall break. So our freezer right now is chock full of poultry.

And deer meat, which...

So we are involuntarily going through what we call the 12 Days of Chicken. Sort of like the 12 Days of Christmas, but with meat.

And without the gifts.

Or the ham. (Yeah, ham!)

Geeks are Mean!

I'll admit it: I tried to use torrents. And it didn't work out.

I'm a little bit of an anglophile, which is a little bit of an understatement. So I was looking around the interwebs to watch The Thick of It, the really funny show that spawned In The Loop. Over on this side of the Atlantic, it's damn near impossible to find, so I went looking around and found the first DVD online. After watching it, I was banned from the site. Why? Because nerds want a better description of the file they're getting, and mine wasn't detailed enough.

Ugh! How rude are these dorks?!

Priorities, Italy. Priorities!

As you all probably know by now, I've been taking Italian this semester to get in touch with my roots and learn a new language — which for me, geek that I am, is actually pretty fun. So far, we've learned a few verbs, the descriptions of people, how to say family members and how to introduce ourselves, count, say where we're from, and talk about sports. Right now we're learning about technology and how to talk about computers.

What I would like to know is how in the first 100 pages of our book we have learned almost nothing about Italian food.

Seriously. I don't know anyone who has gone out of their way to purchase an Italian laptop. They're not really known for their technological advancements. They are world known for their delicious, meat-filled and sauce-smothered pasta and cuisine. So at this point in my Italian class, I can tell you all the members of my family and talk about a football game. But I can't order myself dinner? Whuh?

This November, Vote NO To Negative Campaign Ads

God I miss England. Over there you're not allowed to have TV ads for politics, much less negative ones. But over here? I just saw six negative campaign ads in a row.

Six. Six!

(Well, 5, Kirsten Gillibrand's was just her standing there talking about how the state is sucking and blaming its problems on someone else)

I mean, is the election here yet? Because I'm over it.