Here We Go

Senior Week traditions at Smith College are many: Ivy Day, Illumination, bountiful alumnae reunions, and of course, Commencement itself. They remind me why I am so lucky to call myself a Smithie. Seriously. I promise to elaborate on that later, but our Poofs' gigs this evening alone make it all worth my while. Singing for Smithies (and Poofs, no less!) from the classes of 1930, 1935, and 1980 was incredible. Smith alums are the heartiest ladies ever, and they truly bring a smile to my face.

This post is more or less two-fold: 1) I'm sorry I didn't update as promised. Things have been extremely busy with getting ready for the road trip on top of all the singing and bullshit errands I've had to run. Deal with it, though. 2) Now I can't update for another week or so because I'm signing off tomorrow until Saturday at the earliest. That's right, Bob, Matt, and I start our road trip promptly tomorrow morning at 9. I can't bank on having computer access throughout our travels, and chances are I'll be too busy exploring to tell you about it. Between Matt's video camera and all of our digital/film cameras, though, I'm certain I'll have plenty of things to show and tell you upon arrival in 92648 (Huntington Beach, CA).

I really am sorry, but I trust that Alex's and Angela's weblogs will suffice for the time being (should you know either of them). Otherwise, just hit up www.toothpastefordinner.com or http://www.nataliedee.com.

Do you ever talk about the future in the past?

Loveyoumissyoummmkbyebye. <3