Huh?

According to Drudge, the media causes diabetes. Weird. I mean, I guess a case could be made that publishing allegations about someone that are later found false can cause that someone to become so depressed that food is his only solace...thus gaining weight...leading to diabetes. But I'm pretty sure that someone was overweight before the 1996 Olympics.

I think it is extremely sad that Mr. Jewell was vilified back then, and that he should die at such a young age now. But announcing his death with a headline that declares him "The man the media murdered" is ridiculous.

Neglect

Why, yes, it has been a long time. I make no excuses other than the usual...busy, lazy, take your pick. Let's move on, shall we?

Classes started this week. I have a heavy load this semester, with lots of reading.* I'll be camped out at the library more than usual. Well, make that libraries, because I intend to haunt the Law Library in addition to the Main Library this semester. I'll be doing research on legal cases from the early statehood days. Good times, good times.

Yesterday, I was a little too ambitious in the backpack department...as in, how much weight I could carry around all day. I almost fell off the bus when I stepped up on it and the pack shifted, pulling me backwards. That was so smooth I can't even stand it. So I'm going to have to keep my laptop at home and pare down the number of books I take on my "full days" of Tuesday and Thursday.

* Unnecessarily, I might add, since I'm already going to be graduating with extra credits. The only reason I have inflicted this on myself is so I can get tons of awesome learny goodness crammed in during this, my last year of school. (Unless I do grad school.) After all, when you're full time, extra hours do not mean extra tuition and fees, so the only costs are books and sanity.

Anyway, after this semester I will have all the requirements complete for one of my majors, and only one more class required for the other. Next semester will be the completion of my foreign language requirements, and that will be all she wrote...and then I'll have to grow up again and like get a job or something. My second childhood is nearing its end...the second adulthood looms on the horizon.

Mother Nature on My Side

So. The new apartment doesn't have air conditioning. It does have an outlet for a window A/C, but I decided I'm rugged and outdoorsy enough not to need to buy one for the one measly year I plan on living here. I mean, it's not like this is Miami or something.

Plus, I conveniently work indoors during the hottest hours of the day.

Except on my days off, and I can't hide in the mall because I hate the mall.

Luckily, the weather forecast is cooperating. It's been around 90 each day for awhile now, but on my one day off next week, the temps are nose-diving to a high of 80. And the lows will actually be sub-70 overnight. Niiiice.

Bzzzzt!

It is raining buckets right now, and there are some fools outside playing in it. Which is fine, except for the LIGHTNING. And I am telling you, there is a ton of lightning.

Anyway, name a country. Any country. In the comments. Do it, bitches.

Maintenance

I don't read blogs with the aid of my blogroll. I read blogs through the use of my feedreader...so I tend to forget to add/drop/change links on the blogroll.

Anyway, I just added that Dangerous and Daring Blog for Boys and Girls (check it out!) to the blogroll and will in the coming days get around to further updating the links in the blogroll.

So. If you would like to be linked (although I think I already link to everyone reading this), let me know. Plskthxbai.

The Return of the Jen-I

I found a nice, new route from this town to my vacation spot of choice...and it is the same amount of time as from my old town to said VSOC. Just in time for this to most likely have been my last trip between the two. Hrm.

Anywho, all routes from Iowa to VSOC go through the Twin Cities. Usually St Paul on the 35E rather than Minneapolis on the 35W, and a good thing, too. My brother was on the 35E when the 35W collapsed. But. I have lots of friends and family members who live in the Twin Cities. After all, if you're going to escape from Duluth-Superior, the closest logical choice is Minneapolis-St Paul. Luckily all of them are fine. Scary moment when we first heard (at about 7:00 that night, in a local bar), and then there was much camping out in front of a cable TV for the next day--something I normally shun when on vacation.

If you're the praying kind, say one for the missing eight and their families. The only thing worse than losing a loved one would have to be not having them recovered, I think.
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Glad to see Keith and his loved ones are safe.
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Helpful Hint: Before going on vacation, check the bathroom(s) after you make the kids "try to go" in order to make sure they flushed. Good Lord, the smell.
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