According to the LJ homepage, it's been 10 weeks since I've last posted. Has it really been that long? I have a hard time thinking that it's been a full 10 weeks, but I suppose the computer can't lie.

So, most of this is about grad school, and most of this has happened in the last week. I have two schools I was really thinking about attending, Colorado State and Ball State (Muncie, IN). I heard from Ball State in March I had been accepted, then told I wouldn't get any funding. Then less than two weeks ago I finally heard back from CSU to find out I was accepted, but no funding.

This week I told CSU I would go to their school and sent my regrets to Ball State. Yesterday (Saturday) morning I got an e-mail from Ball State that was offering me a nearly full ride to their school. So through some major thinking and some discussions with my mentor and family, I'll be calling CSU and telling them about the situation to hear what they have to tell me.

What this means? Well, I thought I had made a decision with little fuss and easily (which is always a problem for me), only for it to be up in the air and so much more complicated. I do know where ever I end up going, I'll have a good experience and there won't be too many regrets. Now that I know how to proceed, I'm more calm about it, and I just have to be honest with everyone.

In other news, my paternal grandmother (through adoption) is going downhill pretty bad in health. She's currently in the hospital with rather bad anemia and pancreatitis. We're hoping for the best, but it's not looking good. So maybe going to Ball State will be a good thing, since I'll be closer to her for a little bit. I just fear she's going to be leaving soon.

Also, on a happier side of life, I'm going on vacation on a family cruise in two weeks through the Caribbean. And once we get back I get to go kitten hunting, since I need some other living creature to live with me while I'm at school. I'm excited for those things, and I think when those two weeks are over, I'll be ready for a vacation.

And hopefully- I won't have 10 weeks between my posts. I promise to try and be better, hopefully have a recap of the cruise- and then cat pictures!

Oh gee, thanks SciFi, way to ruin some of the last episodes for me. I haven't seen any of Season 4, so why do you have to have spoilers in your commercials!! This isn't fair. I didn't want to know the final Cylon. Now I'm going to be all sulky until I get there.

In other news, went to Ikkicon last weekend, and had a complete blast. It was great to see friends again and be goofy. We had a large doll meet (well, for me at least, but I'm all alone up here) during it, and it was a blast to see them all.
The drive back wasn't so pleasant, apparently my windshield wiper decided to break, so I had to drive through the rain on 6 for about 20 miles with no real way of seeing through it. Scariest miles of my life. Really- this beats thunderstorms, where there was some hope- and I was in a town! This was the middle of nowhere and nothing to help. I was so scared of crashing. But, at least I'm home and nothing happened.

Otherwise, I finished submitting grad school applications again. Now comes the fun part of waiting to hear from them. I hope I get into somewhere and can afford it. I really don't want to be a high school teacher.

So that's life right now- still annoyed at SciFi for that spoiler. Not cool man, not cool at all. I need to finish rewatching seasons 1-3 then watch 4. So I don't want to hear anything. I've already been spoiled enough!

I'm still working on grad school applications, which is proving to be more of a pain than I thought. Apparently I still need to send my AC transcripts even though all that information is on my A&M transcript. *sigh* Oh well, I'll just run to AC on Thursday or something, hopefully I'll be subbing or something, so I'll get off a little bit earlier. Just have to remember to have that paper with all the addresses I need.

Subbing is interesting, though no less of a headache than usual. Oh well, I do enjoy it sometimes, and really, it's just teaching me to be a stronger person and more willing to put my foot down to other people. If I can do it to a bunch of teenagers, I should be able to stand up to myself to my friends.

In other news, I got a Twitter, which is amusing, even if I have to keep reminding myself to keep posting on it. I'm trying to learn this whole Web 2.0 stuff that I keep hearing about (or I'm imagining that I'm hearing about *shrugs* no clue), and trying to be good and actually keep up with posting stuff instead of just reading everyone else's stuff.

In personal emotion news? (the part that most people would rather ignore, so don't feel bad if you do ignore this, I give you permission), I really hate it when people accuse me of things that I haven't done. It's like you have no trust in me to either prove myself wrong, or not giving me enough time to prove you right. I really really really hate it when people don't trust me, it's one of my biggest pet peeves truly. Along with being used, but that's a much harder one to figure out, and a totally different discussion. But yes, it seems that everywhere I go, I'm being accused of something, either directly or indirectly, of something I don't intend on doing. I'm so incredibly SICK of it!!

Anyways, that's life, I suppose. The same old, same old. But at least where the drama comes, the good things come as well, which balances everything out. And I suppose that's the point- keeping a balance so you appreciate everything you have. And with that moment of Zen, I shall be going to bed.

So, here I am, sitting in the Houston airport, checking my friends page, then realized that I haven't posted in forever. Not that there are many people who still read this, but this is better for the maintaining of the human record, or some such manner like that, I'm sure my anthropology professors are already wincing at the use of my degree.

England, that's a good place to start, since I'm not there, I've never been there, and I'll probably never make it over there. I'd like to say that fate or luck has something to do with that, but mostly it's the economy and my health that caused that to happen in such a way. Yes, Durham got canceled because I didn't think I could scrape together the money for it. Instead, I'm staying at home for a year and working my pants off to earn some money.

Work, the natural transition for that topic change. Yes, I still have the same job that I've had forever, and the same people are there with the same drama. It's very much the same thing that's always been going on, and that is rather nice. I get most of my social activity from the office, since I have two friends there who make sure I know that I talk. Office partners and such like that. I actually have a second job, which is slightly more interesting, and a great deal more frustrating. I'm a substitute teacher.

Yes, you heard that right fair reader, I am a sub, passive little me, am a substitute teacher. I deal with adolescents all day, who particularly think that because I'm a sub, they don't have to listen to me. However, I don't let them get away with it, and each day I sub, I get a little bit more and more strict, and learn the tricks of the trade. It gets very annoying rather quickly, but I deal with it, as it's good experience for my future career.

Ug, career, I feel rather conflicted about that. I mean, I want to get my Masters and Ph.D, but all the stupid things that have happened to me along the way just makes it nearly impossible to stay optimistic about these things. I'm nearly tempted to either take the job in Ohio that my dad could get me, or get my teaching certificate and teach in TX, or some nearby state. However, I know that that would end up very very poorly for me because I know that several friends would take great care in making their displeasure known about those decisions.

Hmm, what else? Oh yes, hobby. I have a new one, which is rather fun, and I love it. I collect Asian Ball Jointed Dolls. My family thinks they're massively creepy, but I've stopped caring what they think, as I'm enjoying myself, and that's what truly matters.

So yes, I'm sitting here in the Houston airport, waiting for our next flight to Tampa. Then I'll spend Christmas with my grandparents, and hopefully have a good time. I hope to be better at this, in case there are some who still read and are interested in what I have to say. Or, as stated earlier, for the sake of the human record, someone needs to know what I'm thinking.

Ja ne!!

So, I haven't posted anything in a really long time, and lots of stuff has happened to me. And I've stolen the handy numbering system from monica. I also apologize for the complete random order this is being written.

1. First off, I have to say that I have so much respect now for those who had to cook without electricity or mixers. I just made a batch of cookies without it, and ow, my arms hurt.

2. I'm nearly done with my last year of my bachelor's. It's so odd and surreal that I'm nearly done at A&M that I keep thinking I'll wake up and realize that the last year has been a dream. Classes are going fine, I've been taking my entire last year as a part time student in order to not go over my maximum number of hours.

3. My newest group of friends are some of the craziest and yet nicest people I've ever met. Due to them, I've now been to two cons (Ikki and Aggie) doing a KH cosplay. My poor parents think I've gone off the deep end with some of the stories that I tell them about my weekends. Hee.

4. I've been applying to grad schools this last year to continue on the track of becoming a professor. Plus having to think about if I really want to go to grad school or not, it came rather close to not happening due to some 'grad school angst' and general frustration at the process of applying. I hate the GRE, no matter what anyone says, it does no sort of good.
Good news though, I've been accepted to my first choice school, and if I have all my ducks in a row, I shall be going to school next year at Durham University over in England.

That's all I can think of off the top of my head. Hopefully I shall remember more to put here, and also remember to update more often.

So, I'm sitting here in a hotel room at Niagara Falls. We've been doing a lot of traveling in the past few days, which, while the car part isn't terribly exciting, but the scenery is nice. Today we went across the Canadian border, which was so much easier than we thought it would be. The guy we went past seemed bored and slightly pissed. I wonder if it was because we were from Texas.

We left A-town on Friday afternoon and made it to Missouri. Saturday we made it to our grandmother's house to spend a few days with her. It's kinda nice to see her, but sometimes she just gets on our nerves. So, I was kinda glad to go when we did, otherwise, who knows who would have come out alive. Tuesday we went to see Indiana University. Apparently (I wouldn't know since I see someone else), my brother was extremely swayed by the lady from the Informatics department to come to IU for Computer Science. I had some really good meetings with several professors. Then I got really lost around campus, mostly because there are so many trees that figuring out which direction you need to go really hard (something about for every tree knocked down for a building, two more are planted on campus).

Then I saw the main professor, the one I wanted to study under. She basically told me that she would only take people who were interested in studying what she studies. Which is Northern American native populations in paleopathology. I want to study paleopathology (or I think I do), but I'm interested in the plague, because that's the reason why I went into anthropology.

Well that was rather disheartening. However, now we're at Niagara, it is time for us to be tourists before heading off to see McMaster's.

( Ranting about what I want to study for school )

Tomorrow is Niagara Falls, Friday is McMaster's, then spending a few days in Chicago. After that, sadly enough, back home. I'm sure that by then I'll be glad to go home.

Well, obviously, the semester is over, and I'm back at home. Sadly, I didn't get into the Notre Dame program, which actually isn't too bad, because it means I get to save money and travel instead of having to spend a lot. I also forgot to send in the application for the Illinois.

Finals went well, though I wish I had gotten better grades than what I did. Oh well, I'll just need to make it up these last two semesters.I'm also working on getting into graduate schools, and I've managed to narrow it down to three schools: Arizona State, Indiana (which would make my Hoosier alumni parents happy), and McMaster. Actually, it's more like I've narrowed down the possible professors I want to study under. Granted, I like ASU's program, and I've heard good things about it (mostly that it's about the best bioanthropology program in the country), but I'm not that thrilled about it. Eh.

So, because I'm going to be in A-town all summer, my dad said we could go cross country and see the different schools I want to apply to, just so I can get a good idea of what's there. So, in July, I'm going to visit some relatives in S. Indiana, then see IU (which I'm getting extremely excited about), then off to be all touristy at Niagra Falls, a campus tour of McMaster University (which I can always use some help with up there), and a few days in Chicago to be tourists some more. This trip is going to be so cool. That could be because it's just going to be my dad, brother, and I. Now, I have nothing against my mom and sister, though my sister can be a bit of a pain when we're on the road for a long time. My mom, I wish she could have gone, but of well.

On a random note, we might be in Ontario on the day the last Potter book comes out, and I've noticed that they have the UK version of the book, which makes me really happy. I'm trying to convince my dad to stay the night in Ontario so that we can get a copy of that book, instead of just getting US books. I know, I'm a dork, but what should I do about it.

Possibly the strangest/most awkward/painful part of this summer just started. I've had some health issues, and my dad finally got me to go see a doctor (which was a bit of a struggle for me). We now have a possible diagnosis, but there's some more testing to be done. However, part of this testing was rather. . . violating might not be the best word for it, but it was definately uncomfortable. Then some lab work, which is just a bit of a pain. I'm just hoping that they will find a problem that we can start working to fixing. Luckily I have a good supportive family who's willing to just let me whine about how much I dislike stuff, or to just tell me it's going to be alright.

So, I was working on my history paper for Rise of Islam, which has to be 10 pages, double spaced. Which, isn't that big of a deal for me, since I have 100 pages of single spaced writing that I did in about a month. Anways, so I work on this paper all weekend, alright it was mostly only Sunday, but I thought about it all weekend long, and I finally go to bed with just at 10 pages. And this morning, I'm working on finishing it, so I can start to edit it and make sure it doesn't sound like complete crap or rambling, and I decide to make sure my margins are set right. I was afraid that they would be too big, because I'm pretty sure Office's default is a little too narrow for MLA. Anyways, I'm used Open Office (which I'm really starting to like), and I was shocked to find out that my margins were too small. Now, I didn't think it would mean a whole lot, since the margins have never affected me any, but my 10 pages and two run off lines suddenly turned into 11 full pages and half of another one. All I have to say, is that that made my day. And feel a little stupid, whatever.

Oh, and I registered for classes this morning, totally uneventful. I almost want something complicated to happen because I'm used to that. I guess that's one of the good things about being an upper classmen. Sadly enough though, I have to go to class today and start studying for Chemisty, which is oh so much fun, right?

( Old 97's concert and getting sick, no the two do not get along well together )

Now, I'm feeling better, though I still have a cough. I have to write my paper, though I really don't want to. I still want to curl up and go to sleep. Oh well, no rest for the wicked, right?

So, the semester is starting to wrap up, and you can tell by the course load everyone is doing. Next week is going to be killer because of all the stuff I have to do for everything. I have an Osteology test this afternoon, which I'm mildly terrified about. I need to finish typing up my application for the Notre Dame program and mail that out to them as soon as possible with express mail (no need to take chances here). I have a big paper due next week, have to go to a lecture for Chem, a Chem test, a project due for Chem lab. Why do teachers like to torment their students at the end of the semester? And do these teachers get together and make life as difficult as possible for everyone? Or am I just whining because I'm not getting enough sleep?

Church stuff went great. Everyone enjoyed our singing and playing at the masses for Holy Week and Easter, though I still don't like getting applause at those things. But everyone seems grateful. If only Holy Saturday mass didn't take nearly three hours to complete. At least this week I don't have choir rehearsal so I can get to doing stuff before nine o'clock.

I'm sure that if I'm really swamped, Dr. A will let me study and do homework while I'm at work, or instead of work. Right now I'm only doing cranial outlines. It's kinda interesting, but mostly tedious and just slightly boring. And takes forever, let's not forget that. Sorry, I'm in a rambling mood because I didn't get a whole lot of sleep this semester, and it's starting to really hit. I also figured that I need to actually update my journal.

I register for classes next semester, and I'm in for a busy semester. I'm planning on taking Anthropological Writing, which I've heard is fairly east, Europe 300-1300, because that's the time period I'm interested in studying later on in life, Archaeology in Ancient Greece, but as a Classics and because it'll be easy, and Human Paleopathology, which is a graduate level course but it's what I want to study in grad school and the teacher is going to let me take it. So, slightly crazy, but a whole lot of fun. Oh, and I'll still be working for Dr. A. So, fun fun fun. Now on to the rest of the day and hunting down some breakfast.

So, I'm safe and back at school from Florida. Actually, I've been back for awhile, I'm just finally sitting down to actually do something about it.

The ride back wasn't too bad, though there was a bit in Houston where I forgot part of the directions and we got hopelessly lost. Oh, and we couldn't find the TripTik we had, so luckily I knew that eeyoreama and seasleepy knew Houston fairly well. So we finally managed to get back to my apartment.

The last few days in Florida were fun, if a little boring. But sometimes, boring is alright. It wasn't a bad boring, just doing some homework, playing games with my family, and just talking. And while I haven't told my grandparents exactly what I'm planning on doing with my life, I don't think they'll mind all that much. I'm more worried at completely confusing them.

And, while I'm glad to have spent time with my family, especially my grandparents who I'll probably not see in another year (for my brother's graduation where we'll also celebrate mine), I'm also glad to be back. Plus, after a while, my siblings and I just start to get extremely grouchy and not nice to each other, mostly when we're travelling. So, it's probably a good thing that the break is over.

I need to fill out two applications for some summer programs I want to do. One's a field school in S. Illinois and the other's a lab job/intership at Notre Dame. Both will be really good for me to sound out exactly what I do and do not like about the possibilities of my future career. The lab internship sounds really interesting because it is for paleopathology, while the field school would be good for some experience of how to work at a dig. I think I'm going to apply for both and see which one I get in and then decide.

Otherwise, school is going good. This week we're learning about ribs and the shoulder girdle in osteology, which I'm curious about/dreading. Yay for more memorization?!

So, I'm enjoying my Spring Break. I'm sitting here on my grandparent's covered porch, enjoying some tea, and staring at the pool that I'm soon going to be able to swim in. Only problem is that I'm doing homework while enjoying this wonderful spring day. Oh well, it could be worse, right?

The last day of driving, which only consisted of two hours, (we probably could have made it in one day, oh well) went really well. I'm going to laugh my head off when my sister gets a speeding ticket. Now I have to figure out how far we can get in half a day in order to let my dad find a hotel room for us.

The sibling bonding is great fun. So far, we haven't wanted to kill each other too much. Today we went outlet mall shopping, but I didn't get a whole lot. Most of my spending money was used on the laptop, not that I'm complaining about that one.

I really can't think of anything interesting to say, except that 75 degree water is really cold to swim in. It doesn't seem like it, but it is. No more swimming for me unless the temp goes up some more.

So, I'm sitting here in a hotel in Gainesville, FL. Yesterday we drove all the way from BCS to here. My dad was wrong in thinking that we could make it all the way to our grandparent's house in just a day. If that were a nonstop drive, it would only take 16 hours. Only! So, instead, we stopped for the night and we have about three hours left of driving. Then, as my brother said, "we are going to set a world record in chillaxin'" Don't ask me, I just remember it.

I'm still not sure what all we'll be doing down here, but my grandparents have a pool (along with most of the population) and card games (which, sadly enough, aren't the ones I would want to play). Otherwise, for me, there's going to be a lot of reading about Islamic law and human variation. Sounds exciting, right?

Oh! I got the new laptop, and in fact, I'm working on it right now. The strangest thing for me, besides the fact that I have zero knowledge on how to take care of a laptop, is Windows Vista. It's just not Windows enough for me. Sure, there's still some of the same stuff, but most everything has been changed in one little small form or fashion. After who knows how many years since the launch of 95 (which would mean about twelve years, huh?), I'm far too used to the standard Windows set up. I really didn't want to switch to Vista, but everything I would have gotten would have had Vista. Ug. Luckily, seasleepy was kind enough to help me figure things out. And, at least, most of Windows is written for the "common" person to understand how to operate it. And while I'm not claiming to be the best person on computers, I know I'm not the worst person, and I can figure some of this crap out.

Well, it seems like I'm actually going to have to get moving and get ready to go. I'll try to post anything exciting that might happen, but if my brother gets his way, there won't be much.

So, you know it's going to be a bad day when within 20 minutes of waking up, you're rushing to work and get into an accident. Oh, don't worry, everyone is fine, it was just a slight fender bender (without the fender bending or anything, but that's besides the point). I have a feeling that tomorrow is really really going to suck, but I'll just take that day when it comes. Right now, I just have to come to grips with the fact that life does not have that convienent reset button that computers do. If so, I would have already used it to make sure I woke up early enough that I could take the bus.

Anyways, midterms are here, and aren't they fun? I'll sack the sarcasm now. I've already taken the one for my Osteology class, which I can say went a whole lot better than the first test. Teeth are my friends, even if they don't get along with the rest of the class. Tomorrow is linguistics and history, which of the two, I'm only worried about the history midterm. I know I should be worried about linguistics, but for the past two "quizzams" I've not really studied and done just fine.

In other news, I'm working on my application to a field school in Kampsville, IL. I keep stalling at the whole writing bit, which is highly annoying to me. I've been debating on getting a new laptop for grad school and everything, but I'm still not sure. It would be nice if I could just type my notes in class when I'm in class as opposed to typing up my notes (which, according to one of the profs in my department, is hardly ever done, and I'm one of the students they talk about). But, it's expensive, and I have a good desktop as it is. Oh well, I really need to be asking my dad about this probably.

I've also been looking at grad schools to start applying to. I've narrowed it down to seven schools (more like I've only found seven people who do the reasearch I'm interested in doing) and they are University of Colorado (at Boulder), University of Oregon, Arizona State University (which is apparently a very competitive school), University of Indiana (which makes my relatives happy), University of Western Ontario, University of Toronto, and McMasters University. I'm going to talk to prof in our department who does paleopathology to get her opinion on these places. Otherwise, they're supposed to be good schools. If you know anything about these schools, or know someone who does, please let me know, I could use all the information I can get.

Well, I have midterms calling me to study, so I suppose I should answer that call (not that I really want to). More about life later!

So, here I am, just sitting here in one of the computer labs at school, looking at my LJ and realizing that it's been awhile since I last posted. Yeah, oops. There's probably a good reason why I should never have a pet.

Anyways, I finished my last semester in a little bit of confusion. I left school thinking that I was going to get a stern talking to (more like yelling) about why my GPA had dropped below a 3.2. (Silly dad thinking that I could do well in college.) Then grades start coming out, and low and behold, the class I thought I would get C's in ended up being an A and a B. I'm still not real sure how either of those worked out, but I'm not going to complain. So, instead of my GPA dropping, it went up. Hooray!

Over the break, I did a lot of looking at field schools that I thought would be good for my possible career goal. (more on that later) So I found this one school in Poland that I'm really excited about. So, I just have to ask them about the application process (they're telling me about two different things in their information) and get into the program. If all things work out like I would like them to, I will be spending a month (well, four weeks, but that's basically a month) in Poland. So, here's hoping that I'm good enough.

( Ramblings about this semester )

Um, so I think that's about it for now. I'm all written out for now.

Happy dance time! I got to 50,000 words in twelve days! More happy dance! I was the first in our region to get it!

But, my story is not anywhere close to being finished at the moment, which is really depressing. And now I have to focus more on school since I have several tests coming up in the near future.

And yet, I'm still really really happy because I finished the 50,000 in less than half a month. I'm still debating on if I'm going to post it somewhere for the general public to look at. Editing will come after I finish this sucker of an epic. So yeah, I'm going to read some fairy tales now.

So, first things first, I really need to figure out how to change this one clock next to my computer. I thought I was going to miss class because I had overslept, and then I realized that it was still an hour ahead. Gah, stupid clock.

I did dye my hair. It's not a red color, slightly more orange than I would have liked, but it'll have to work for now.

I'm doing NaNoWriMo again this year. The plot is really confusing, but it kinda boils down to me being really bored over this weekend and deciding to combine Cinderella and Sleeping Beauty on the same person. It's only day #6, and I already have 17,000 words, which is much better than any other year I've done this. However, I'm still not happy with that number for some reason. Perhaps that's a good thing since later this month (and this weekend) I won't be able to spend as much time writing as right now. Plus, and I'm afraid that the person I'm kinda competiting with will probably get more words than by the time I go to the write-in tonight.

But now I have to actually get ready to go to class. Ciao!

Thank goodness for getting on the Anthropology community. Someone found out that "Lucy" (Homo erectus and the reason I can't listen to "Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds" without wanting to laugh)  is coming to Houston in Sept 2007. So now, I really have to plan a trip to Houston to see her.

Now to write this stupid essay, do some laundry, try to finish my costume, and pack for my trip tomorrow.

So, today I turn 21. I'm not that excited. I've never been big on drinking (honestly, I think the taste absolutely disgusting). So, for me at least, this is just another year I've lived and not very important. Granted, I've never had a big birthday. In the past, we've had to deal with finding a new place to live (or my parents were looking for a job). School would have gotten into full swing. I've had marching band stuff to take care. Football games and parades to march. Now, I'm nine hours away from the rest of my family, so I don't expect a whole lot to happen today. I did set up going to dinner with a group of friends (though I just learned that one of them can't come because she's sick, oh well). Plans for today? Homework and cleaning (oooh yay?).

So, this semester, while busy, seems like it's going to be fun. I shouldn't be bored (like ever) due to the coarse load I'm taking. I've taken 15 hours before, but it was usually with a lab and a one hour class with it. However, I'm determined to do well this semester. Here's a break down of my classes this semester:

( Classes )

Anyways, I've rambled on far too long, and I really need to clean my room. Till next time!

I'm so excited. School is about to start, and that means I'm back at the apartment. Now, to be fair to good old home, it's fine. I like seeing my family, and Amarillo isn't all that bad (mostly). However, I have now gotten to the point where I only have one (maybe two) friend(s) really left in Amarillo. This makes spending your free time I little more difficult. And apparently, I've gotten more, I don't know, mean, sarcastic, or something since I left for college. I couldn't help but get frustrated with a lot of the things which happened at home. Namely my sister and her method of always getting her way (though she's been doing it since she was little, I have scars to prove it). Otherwise, it's the constant attitude that my family thinks I'm doing something stupid with my life (mostly the college I am attending). I'm sure I'm over thinking or blowing the whole thing out of proportion. I think I'm very paranoid about what other people might be thinking.</p>

Otherwise, I have new pillows. Yeah, I know, that probably means nothing to most people. However, the old pillows I had were smashed and a lot smaller than the ones I got. They were this size and squishiness (meh, yes, I made it up) when I got them two years ago, but I'm violent and my pillows haven't been the shape for at least a year. So, I've had several problems getting these pillows to work for me. Mostly, they end up on the floor due to severe frustration. I just have to be patient and smush (another new word, hush) them to the shape I want or learn how to sleep properly (that doesn't mean killing the pillows and ripping the sheets off the bed).

And I've gotten into this bad habit of having very sarcastic conversations with myself. Hence the parenthesis’s. Sorry, it's just one way I've learn to deal with massive amounts of boredom while working or driving by myself. That probably means I'm certifiably crazy or something, but it keeps me entertained.