flying chipmonks and other rodents

I just got home from the library! At least I can say I spent a good part of my academic education among the great volumes of time ... or something grand like that.

Penn State beat Ohio State last Saturday - I was gloating. My dad's half of the family is from Ohio and are semi-loyal Buckeye fans. Speaking of buckeyes, there is this fabulous peanut butter desert type thing called a buckeye and I remember them being really really really good.

My feet stink. It's horrible. I hate shoes. I hate what shoes do to my feet. I hate putting my feet in confinement. If only I could walk around barefoot all the time, or at least with sandals. Unfortunately it gets cold in the Northeast. I should move to Guam.

I have decided not to work for the rest of the semester. It'll be such fun, I almost can't contain myself. I feel a peace overtaking me and I could do backwards flips for all the excitement I'm feeling right now.

I'm going to Paris in 2.5 months. I still have to get my visa, get someone to lease my room, and become french ... somehow I think at least one of those aforementioned items will not happen. c'est la vie.

I feel as though I could take on the world. No, I am not drunk nor do I wish to become so.