tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30107082011-11-25T12:09:40.488-05:00The blog formerly known as Subterfuge.Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.comBlogger13071100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-21854573812420644942011-11-25T02:24:00.004-05:002011-11-25T02:51:10.346-05:00

Adventures, even if they turn out to be difficult beyond your wildest imaginings. My husband. Skype. Oberursel. the U-bahn. Free education. God's grace/ love/ awesomeness/ mercy/ plan for me/ healing/ peace/ redemption/ friendship/ triumph over evil. Coffee. Instant coffee that doesn't suck. Nutella. My Utmost For His Highest. The view from my kitchen window. My church. My kindle/iPod/laptop.

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15524540606431705412noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-12262852847286057782011-07-10T21:17:00.004-04:002011-07-10T21:43:31.490-04:00

My husband and I are moving to Germany this Saturday. We have been officially moved out of our first apartment and staying with our folks since June 30th, and our car and household goods are somewhere on the Atlantic Ocean right now. It's a weird feeling. Until the last couple of days, the fact that we are about to move to another country has felt surreal and like it wasn't really happening. And

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I had my eyes dilated yesterday for the first time in my life, which was extremely uncomfortable and made me look (and feel) like Willow from the end of Season 6 of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. In case that isn't ringing any bells for you, here is a picture. Creepy, right? Yeah. So I spent most of the evening with my eyes closed and covered, since I was super sensitive to any light and feeling a

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Last fall I went through two trainings at my church -- the altar team/prayer team training, which is the basic training you must go through to be in ministry at our church, and the healing room training, which allows you to be a minister in the healing rooms. Working on the altar team is pretty cool. You get to pray with people who respond to the pastor's message and would like prayer for

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15524540606431705412noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-57837037542653277982011-02-18T08:51:00.003-05:002011-02-18T09:19:36.295-05:00

When it comes to winter, it turns out I'm kind of a bear -- I hibernate. I realized it for the first time today, which is the really the first day so far in 2011 that feels like Spring. I didn't need a coat, the high will be in the mid 60's today (18 C), and there are low, thick gray clouds that look like they might start spitting a lovely, soft rain shower. And I'm surprising myself with my

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-69087744655264909892011-02-09T21:58:00.004-05:002011-02-10T16:23:13.216-05:00

Hello, Internets. It's been so long since we've interacted in this way, I feel almost shy.Why has it been so long since I've blogged, you ask?Well, I've been doing other things. Like getting married and moving and traveling and changing jobs twice and dabbling in the miraculous. Not that I couldn't have filled you in on all those happenings, but for some reason I kind of lost my taste for

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As of Friday, I am unemployed. And as of yesterday, my official address is my parents' house, at least for the next couple months. Craaaaazy.I was not nearly prepared for how emotional Friday was for me. Although my relationship with this job fell into the love/hate category at times, I really did come to love the people I worked with and the unique opportunities the position afforded me. And

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Considering we're supposed to get several inches of rain between now and Sunday, I guess I picked a heckuva weekend to start moving out of my apartment. My last day at my job is one week from today, and I'm supposed to be fully moved out a week from tomorrow. Last night I made significant headway on the packing front - I probably have enough stuff to fill two cars ready to go. Stefan is driving

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-5848421550741705312010-02-24T09:08:00.002-05:002010-02-24T11:28:03.769-05:00

I recently read Paper Towns by John Green, which is one of the most enjoyable and refreshing books I have read in a long while. It convinces me all the more that YA is one of the best genres out there - it allows for incredible insights, humor, and story lines - yet it is still one of the most overlooked. For several years I have harboured a secret (or not so secret, now) desire to write YA

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-90442374430091871822010-02-01T08:50:00.004-05:002010-02-01T11:35:19.605-05:00

It's February. I am supposed to be leaving my job and moving home in March. While I am definitely looking forward to the end of my nomadic living and finally being settled in one county for a while, the idea of leaving Harrisburg kind of makes me want to cry.I adore Harrisburg. I love the small-town city feel of it. I love the availability of swing dancing. I love my apartment and roomate

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-58604470947421808802010-01-26T09:01:00.003-05:002010-01-26T09:30:48.650-05:00

This season of my life has the paradoxical quality of being one of the happiest and most certain times of my life, and yet also a time where nearly everything is in transition or up in the air.I am getting married in May to the man I absolutely head-over-heels adore, who is my partner, my match, my complement, my confidant, my friend, my lover. I doubt that I have ever been so sure about anything

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-7420088525942504492010-01-21T17:08:00.001-05:002010-01-21T17:08:30.774-05:00

"And were an epitaph to be my story I'd have a short one ready for my own. I would have written of me on my stone: I had a lover's quarrel with the world. "— Robert Frost

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Well, sweet blog o' mine, I've been mightily unfaithful to you this year. This year I've set my personal record for least number of blog posts. 26??? That's just pitiful. And it's not even like it's been uneventful: I got engaged, I have a job that provides plenty of intriguing happenings, and I think I've grown a lot spiritually. Still, the idea of blogging has not been very inspiring to me

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-67233221375795432062009-10-30T20:53:00.004-04:002009-10-30T21:12:00.377-04:00

Oh, so I got engaged, on my birthday!!!!This month has been a blur, but a happy one. I have a feeling that the next few months are going to be similar. I'm looking forward to a time in my life when I blog with more dedication again, but I don't think this is it.I'm taking the GRE on Friday, and I'm getting married to the man I adore in less than a year. Life is good.

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I am in a great mood today. Which is strange, considering what a foul mood I was in yesterday. Sleeping does wonders for me.Why am I in a particularly good mood today? Well:- It's almost October, and the world is brisk and beautiful and absolutely delicious. This is, without a doubt, my favorite time of the year.- I rediscovered one of my favorite perfumes that I probably haven't worn in nearly a

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-58944114519172291692009-09-23T16:19:00.000-04:002009-09-23T16:20:12.130-04:00

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**NOTE: For the interesting/exciting stuff, skip down to the 4th paragraph!/ENDNOTE**It's September, and the weather is so deliciously perfect that I can hardly stand being inside all day. I've been awfully unfaithful to this blog, but I'm not going to make any pie-crust promises about writing more. My muse seems to be a flighty one these days.The last couple weeks have been so full I hardly know

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-9588639495830250012009-07-07T08:13:00.000-04:002009-07-07T10:22:53.467-04:00

Happy Work-i-versary to me! I have officially been working at my job for a year. I know that a year isn't long, in the grand scheme of things, but still, it's an achievement. I definitely feel like I know a lot more about state government and the professional world in general since working here. Yay! I made it!It does kind of drive home the difference between this year and last year, though. Last

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-9648859949239559012009-06-23T23:59:00.000-04:002009-06-24T00:36:19.417-04:00

My roof is my new favorite place. When the weather is nice I can climb up the fire escape with a book or a drink or whatever and sit up there and watch the sun set and the clouds pass overhead and my neighbors working in their little gardens. It's so peaceful and lovely. Yesterday I stayed up there for quite a while, lounging and talking on the phone and enjoying the mild weather. I like heights,

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-47586985199941036892009-06-20T12:08:00.000-04:002009-06-20T12:09:48.223-04:00

I've been bad about posting my monthly playlists...but here's one for your listening enjoyment :)

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I'm sitting in my favorite coffee & breakfast shop in Harrisburg, drinking snickerdoodle coffee and eating blueberry pancakes. Oh, life is so good. I don't even mind the rain terribly, even though I don't think I'll recognize the sun when I see her again. I miss her.Speaking of heavenly bodies that I miss, it's been way too long since I've seen Stefan. I miss him rather awfully. I can handle a

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-49362962580575014692009-06-11T12:00:00.003-04:002009-06-11T12:33:48.378-04:00

So, my past couple of weeks have rocked.Several months ago, while searching for ways to keep up my quickly deteriorating Spanish abilities, I came across Meetup.com and the Harrisburg Spanish Conversation Group. I was intrigued, and last Tuesday I attended my first group event, a dinner at a local Latin American restaurant. For me, the experience was a smashing success - the people were very

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I still like my job and plan to stay for an indefinite perdiod of time. There are days when things suck, and I take things personally. But really: I love working in this office, and I love this colorful administration, and it's still interesting to just BE HERE even if I may have reached my potential in the specific position I am in. I won't be here forever, but I want to stick with it for a

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-46995221218982496532009-05-19T08:20:00.001-04:002009-05-19T08:44:44.469-04:00

I've been thinking about quitting and moving on.But I feel rather guilty about this (I have a job in the midst of a recession, and it's a good job. Maybe just not for me.). And wonder if I just have a bad attitude. Probably.I'll give it a month or two and see if I still feel the same way. I should stay at least until the 1-year mark (July).Maybe today I can approach things with the right attitude

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-81105103446656070852009-05-18T08:25:00.000-04:002009-05-18T10:43:38.025-04:00

Stefan has been away since the beginning of this month, so in an effort to keep myself distracted and not waste away from missing him, I have been doing my darndest to have a fabulous time. So far, I think I've been extremely successful: I've flitted to NYC and back, I've seen several friends for the first time in ages, and I've had the opportunity to do some serious reading for relaxation (I

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-56204972355775808742009-05-07T14:14:00.004-04:002009-05-07T14:25:38.823-04:00

THE HUNT FOR GOLLUM· INSPIRED BY THE WRITING OF J.R.R. TOLKIEN ·"A light from the shadows shall spring..." The script is adapted from elements of the appendices of The Lord of the Rings. The story follows the Heir of Isildur; the "greatest huntsman and traveller in Middle Earth" as he sets out to find the creature Gollum. The creature must be found to discover the truth about the Ring, and

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-41090190885330745422009-05-06T09:24:00.004-04:002009-05-06T09:29:37.912-04:00

This is quite possibly one of the coolest things ever.I think Gem should put her flutey skills to good use and learn how to do something like this! (Just a suggestion.)

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-70943023931736531492009-05-04T11:26:00.000-04:002009-05-04T11:27:17.978-04:00

Nothing that was between them was a mistake. All that is done for love’s sake,Is not wasted and will never fade. - Garrison Keillor

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-58348263736557746852009-04-30T08:12:00.000-04:002009-04-30T11:01:04.191-04:00

Thanks to my academic advisor in college, I've been familiar with Thomas Kuhn's The Structure of Scientific Revolutions for a few years now. It's a fascinating and groundbreaking work that you may be familiar with if you are into the history of science at all. The big thing that caught my attention from the book is his discussion of paradigms, particularly about how our entire way of thinking and

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-66117430714414068942009-04-23T09:36:00.003-04:002009-04-23T11:03:01.425-04:00

After going so long without posting, I hardly know where to begin. I guess today is a good enough place as any.Today happens to be my oldest nephew's 9th birthday. That's wicked crazy! Being the youngest of my siblings, I've never known what it's like to be around for someone's entire life. It makes me feel old, but really, it's a tremendous priveledge to be able to watch someone grow into the

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-1962709000094581802009-02-11T09:15:00.007-05:002009-02-11T10:23:52.713-05:00

I am *ridiculously* happy about the recent weather shift that has brought us 50ºF days and periods of intermittent sunshine. I refuse to believe the superstitious western Pennsylvanian codswallop that would have me think that we have another several weeks of winter coming our way. I'm breakin' out the tee-shirts and flip-flops here.The first signs of Spring have me feeling strangely stirred and

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-62649840268282842332009-01-30T09:49:00.005-05:002009-01-30T13:18:26.296-05:00

This is reposted from Jethro's LJ. I generally don't go in for this sort of thing, but I think this is a pretty nifty idea. But I don't have a lot of free time (or readers) these days, so I'm putting a 5 person limit on it:The first five people* to respond to this post will get something created by me. It will be personalized for you.You have no clue what it's going to be. If I'm more familiar

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-13717349471210412112009-01-23T15:30:00.012-05:002009-01-23T16:00:17.471-05:00

I watched the pilot airing of this new TV show, and I have to say: I'm impressed. It was in turns engrossing, humorous, instructive, and thought-provoking. It is rather unsettling to think that humans, on average, will say three lies in a period of ten-minute conversation. I wonder if that statistic is true. It makes me a lot more conscious of the conversations I have with people, and more

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-18814072018200992642009-01-20T09:12:00.005-05:002009-01-21T09:12:21.742-05:00

Today, Barack Obama will become the 44th President of the United States of America!!!!I feel so happy and blessed that I am living to see this day. I still can hardly believe it's happening! I know that Obama is not our country's savior, and that he is, after all, only a man. But what he represents is larger than life. And even though he is starting his presidency in the midst of one of the worst

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-26037416824000954832009-01-08T12:11:00.007-05:002009-01-08T12:32:17.942-05:00

This little piece of grim entertainment is courtesy of Indexed, a daily comic/graph which is fast becoming one of my favorite things.I love my roommates, but my tolerance for the ickyness that is our full-to-the-brim kitchen sink is wearing thin.This is one of my eternal dilemmas:Do I just leave them there indefinitely until the person who made the mess cleans them up? Do I do enough so that I

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-70908129385722040462009-01-06T14:12:00.003-05:002009-01-06T14:25:41.229-05:00

For the past few months I've been flirting with the idea of writing short stories or maybe even a novel, and I've been trying to cultivate some good premises or ideas that I would enjoy writing. In December, I was struck with a concept that I thought was interesting and pretty original. As I discovered today, the idea was interesting, yes. But original? No. Just now, during my "lunch break," I

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-26606502094594478232009-01-05T09:15:00.004-05:002009-01-06T11:41:46.881-05:00

It's five days into the new year, and my heart is full. For the first time since we started dating, my boyfriend and I got to see each other for six days in a row (not full days, but still--seeing him is definitely something I don't take for granted anymore). We spent a low-key New Years cooking food, watching deliciously sappy movies, discussing theology, exploring the city a bit, and getting to

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-72441167517598916682008-12-23T12:35:00.006-05:002008-12-23T13:18:32.293-05:00

For the most part I do not envy my friends who are still at college, as much as I miss the people there and the atmosphere of scholarship that I so love and appreciate. But life since leaving Messiah seven months ago has been improved in almost every way, though I certainly believe that the preparation I received there paved the way for the improvement in some respects. However, this being the

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-53900303467803075182008-12-18T09:15:00.010-05:002008-12-23T12:34:32.569-05:00

Powder clears part of Rendell's office suiteThursday, December 18, 2008BY CHARLES THOMPSONOf The Patriot-NewsA portion of Gov. Ed Rendell's Capitol offices were evacuated just after 2 p.m. Wednesday when an employee opened a letter that spilled an off-white powder on him and his work area. Tests on the powder are continuing, but sources said field screening determined it was not hazardous. After

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-23112230078174558142008-12-17T13:39:00.001-05:002008-12-17T13:41:29.542-05:00

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I woke up this morning fully expecting catastrophe of apocalyptic proportions. I had no concrete reason to justify this, apart from a nasty headache and a grim sense of foreboding. Fortunately, the day thus far has not sunken to my expectations for it; in fact, the day has been smooth, and downright pleasant, even. I don't feel nearly as miserable as I did when I awoke, and work has so far gone

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-82646805170423849772008-12-12T09:05:00.013-05:002008-12-12T10:18:52.294-05:00

Growing up, I wasn't one of those girls who obsessed over famous actors* or singers in boy bands. I never went to concerts and screamed and fainted, or waited behind the ropes at movie premiers hoping to catch a glimpse of the object of my mania. Actually, in my adolescence I was fairly judgmental towards the teeming masses of pre-pubescent chicklets who plastered their locker doors with pictures

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-20559124833662630292008-12-02T11:11:00.005-05:002008-12-02T12:01:21.165-05:00

Today they erected the State Capitol's Christmas tree in the rotunda. You can smell the wonderful, heady scent of pine and sap from a good distance down the hallway. I stopped to watch a bit of the proceedings this morning as I was walking by on my way back from getting my coffee in the cafeteria. The 21-foot Douglas Fir was on its side and being wrangled into it's stand by a team of burly,

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-80521760618302349752008-11-28T08:26:00.004-05:002008-11-28T08:41:41.002-05:00

I mentioned yesterday that this year my nephew Jonathan suggested that everyone in the family write a short story to share at Thanksgiving. The only specifications were:1) It had to be appropriate for a 3 year-old, as we would all be reading them out loud after dinner and both my younger nephews would be listening, and2) It had to have the title, "Ghost-Yo and the Return of the Foot."Only a few

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-91945148562422405602008-11-27T08:28:00.003-05:002008-11-27T08:51:28.098-05:00

Thanksgiving is my favorite day of the year. Why? Because it's a day to spend time with the people you love, reflect on the blessings in your life, give thanks to God, eat incredibly yummy food, and all with the glorious knowledge that an additional three days of lovely slothful freedom lie in wait for you.So, without much further ado, and in no particular order, here is my big list of

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-69865691878785361412008-11-25T09:49:00.006-05:002008-11-25T09:57:33.160-05:00

The comic strips at A Softer World are generally cynical, twisted, and even a little disturbing, and I can't help but love them. They occasionally touch on that spark of truth that causes me to pause and think deeply about the world and maybe see life a little differently.But other times, they just make me blush and grin.

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-26815491137330176722008-11-21T13:40:00.004-05:002008-11-21T14:20:14.509-05:00

There was an inch or so of snow on my car when I went outside this morning, and it was still falling in big, fluffy flakes when I got to work. I love the first real snow of the season. It makes everything feel magical and peaceful. 'Course, I could do with a little more Autumn first, but no matter. Today was the memorial service for Lt. Gov. Catherine Baker Knoll, who passed away on the 12th from

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-70013784668395620562008-11-19T09:44:00.004-05:002008-11-19T09:59:54.092-05:00

Sometimes I just can't help but be overwhelmed by the beauty of this world. On mornings like this, when you walk outside into a frozen stillness with the sky clear and blazing blue and the sun streaking over the horizon, it's easy to believe that everything has some worth, even the broken and ugly things.Okay, that's all for now.

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-26494524618352653442008-11-17T12:35:00.002-05:002008-11-17T12:49:34.084-05:00

Any of you who are do-it-yourselfers or enjoy crafty oddball projects, rejoice! This website is a veritable mine of fun, funky, wacko, and ingenious how-to instructions for all kinds of interesting projects. Some of my favorites include:LEGO USB Stick CoverJust for fun.(Removable) Sticky Vinyl Wall ArtSoooo cool! I'm totally going to do this in my bedroom. No repainting or patching required when

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-2716393711561521802008-11-13T10:05:00.015-05:002008-11-14T09:48:34.391-05:00

I love postsecret. This tattoo was inspired by a postcard bearing the same sentence, which originally came from the book, The Perks of Being a Wallflower, a wonderful piece of literature that you should all go read *RIGHT NOW*. I think it's true. The sentence, I mean. We accept the love we think we deserve. I used to think that you can't help who you love. But now I'm not so sure. I'm starting to

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-79204163044949058862008-11-11T13:16:00.004-05:002008-11-11T14:53:46.008-05:00

There's almost nothing quite as wonderful as discovering a forgotten pint of Ben & Jerry's Peanut Butter Cup ice cream in the back of your freezer. Seriously. Especially on a day when you have off from work (Veteran's day) when you can stay in your PJs and read Anne of Green Gables. And you can revel in the fact that last night you and a dear friend got to sit on the floor of the PA House of

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-50317368806300598462008-11-07T11:20:00.004-05:002008-11-07T11:24:22.800-05:00

Here's this month's playlist, for your listening enjoyment.One minor note: the final song on the playlist, which is untitled on the list, is actually called "After All of This."

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-58013513462488112592008-10-31T14:23:00.003-04:002008-10-31T14:26:11.255-04:00

Some of these are really quite good! Just thought I'd share. YesWeCarve.com

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-51450630429147417202008-10-31T10:37:00.007-04:002008-10-31T11:34:17.347-04:00

Well, this month sure blew by, didn't it? Not to mention this *year*. It's hard to believe that last year's zombie raid was a full 365 days ago. Apart from dressing in office-appropriate orange and black, I am uncharacteristically doing nothing to acknowledge Halloween this year. I had toyed with the idea of wearing my Mary Poppins costume to work, but I chickened out when I found out that I

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-10434200461916753412008-10-23T09:56:00.006-04:002008-10-23T10:44:04.100-04:00

It's cold outside. Really cold. Like, harbinger-of-winter cold.Despite the turn of the weather, we haven't switched the heat on in our apartment yet. We're trying to delay as long as possible the inevitable increase in the cost of our utilities, and the accompanying bite that it will take out of our wallets. I've been spoiled so far in my living situation: I have a conveniently located, spacious

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-12463624041252708092008-10-22T10:25:00.005-04:002008-10-23T12:50:37.649-04:00

During my sophomore year of college I got into the habit of making a mix CD for each month, chronicling the songs in my life that held some meaning for me at that moment or that I had some obsession with for no particular reason. I really enjoyed making them, and it became fun to go back and listen to a mix after several months had passed, just to reflect. I ended up losing all of my mixes when

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-20478397092182295632008-10-21T14:30:00.006-04:002008-10-23T09:40:28.095-04:00

Why anyone would want my advice on the correct ink to buy for self-tattooing, I do not know. I don't look like the tattooing type--especially after work, when I'm wearing heels, a suit, and the usual wide-eyed dopey expression that accompanies me whenever I'm in a store and don't know exactly what it is I'm trying to find. But apparently this was not enough to discourage the youth who approached

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-88407851472469345612008-10-09T08:58:00.004-04:002008-10-09T09:15:02.072-04:00

Well, my hopes for a full night's sleep, a bath, and some soup went unrealized last night, but I think it turned out well anyway...The House finally adjourned around 8 or so, and then the Governor held a press conference about the accomplishments (energy package, dog law, nurses, police officers) and failures (healthcare) of the session. We all hung around until about 9, and then some of us went

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-27529744983313204332008-10-08T18:29:00.004-04:002008-10-08T19:31:38.470-04:00

As of yesterday, I've officially been working here for 3 months. It feels like it's flown by. In recent years of my life, things have generally come to an end after 3 months--summers, internships, semesters--but it looks like I've reached the point in my life where things just continue unless something drastic happens. And I'm not entirely displeased with that. I'm 22, and a working girl for now,

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-25673725784567186282008-09-11T14:43:00.002-04:002008-09-11T14:50:33.857-04:00

Have you ever had the sensation that your movements are happening in slow motion while time has sped up around you? It's odd. The day seems to be flying by, and yet I feel like my body and mind are operating underwater, like my reaction time is significantly longer than usual.Hooray for colds. I feel weak and dumb, and like the 11 hours of sleep I got last night was not nearly enough.At least

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-91204941939635562382008-09-11T09:34:00.009-04:002008-09-11T11:57:42.917-04:00

This day is the 7th anniversary of the biggest thing to happen to this country so far in my lifetime. Today, many will pause for reflection in memory of the people whose lives were lost, and gather to share personal stories and recollections of the events of that day. It occurred to me this morning, after congregating around the water cooler with some coworkers to reflect, that Americans are

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-18988665198991706552008-08-18T12:20:00.002-04:002008-08-18T12:26:19.292-04:00

Hey you guys, in case you haven't heard about this (in which case you need to read the news more often!) on Saturday, presidential candidates Obama and McCain were interviewed by Pastor Rick Warren (author of The Purpose-Driven Life) about moral, ethical, and religious issues. I found this especially interesting, being a religious person, but I think it's helpful for anyone trying to sort out who

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-76278915372120322212008-08-13T18:11:00.002-04:002008-08-13T18:16:34.253-04:00

I just have to take a minute out of my workevening to say: our Governor rocks!!!What a charismatic, brilliant man he is. I just met him in person for the first time and had a brief convo, and I feel like a teenybopper who just met a pop star. I think his initiatives are spot-on, and I know he gives 110% of himself to try and make PA a better place to live.I'm spoiled to work for people I really

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-13280912511489977302008-07-25T09:07:00.004-04:002008-07-25T09:40:47.400-04:00

So, here's an update for you:1) I am currently at the end of my third week (wow, it's going fast) in my new job in Harrisburg, working as the executive assistant to a pretty important person in the Capitol building. I. Love. This. Job. It's demanding and my boss can be fairly intimidating, but she is one of the most brilliant and capable people I've ever met, and I really admire and respect how

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-25513018852861362922008-06-02T23:26:00.010-04:002008-06-03T00:07:32.915-04:00

Well, It's been a little over 2 weeks since graduation, and I've had a pretty marvelous time since then. Immediately after graduation I mostly just slept, drank copious amounts of tea, and hung out with my Grandma as I tried to get over my cold and catch up on some much-needed rest. My job search has now begun in earnest, and I drove to Harrisburg to interview for another possible position in an

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-68443727788270378792008-05-17T01:43:00.003-04:002008-05-17T01:50:11.803-04:00

I'm graduating from college today.I'm sick, exhausted, doped up with cold meds, and completely freaking FANTASTIC!!!!Tonight was awesome. I only cried a little bit at baccalaureate (which was very nice and just corny enough to be comforting), I got to have my parents take awkward pictures of my friends and professors and I, and I hung out with 4 of my best friends at the diner drinking coffee and

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-14344499368232149522008-05-09T10:50:00.002-04:002008-05-09T10:56:51.414-04:00

Well, I just interviewed for the job a the PA Dept. of Public Welfare. I think the interview went fairly well, although I was quite conscious that I made a lot of stupid hand gestures and repeated the same words over and over. Hopefully I'll get better at the whole interviewing process thing over time. It's a bit nerve-wracking.I think I've decided that if they offer me the job I'm going to take

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-34546897270312569302008-05-03T01:19:00.002-04:002008-05-03T01:31:16.528-04:00

Now that it's past midnight, I can say that two weeks from today I will graduate from college, and I will no longer be an undergraduate student. Am I excited? Yes. Scared shitless? Actually not as much as I thought I would be.But now it's really starting to hit me that I'm leaving, in a very very short amount of time. And I don't really want to. It's not that I don't want to go out into the world

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-11171228175446397642008-04-21T23:59:00.004-04:002008-04-22T01:53:35.469-04:00

...that today marks the 7th anniversary of my blog! I've been blogging for approximately one third of my life. Now *that's* a bit weird to think about.Aw, happy birthday, subterfuge. You've been such a faithful little blog to me. Even when I abandon you for weeks on end. That's the nice thing about a blog: you can leave it for a while, and then pick up where you left off.I'm really glad I've kept

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-67114982949817349382008-04-21T10:10:00.001-04:002008-04-21T10:11:45.599-04:00

Can I just declare: God is a tricky, tricky fellow, the way he uses things for good. I am delighted and humbled by the ways he has demonstrated his love and faithfulness to me recently.

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-65800594006505795432008-04-17T18:20:00.000-04:002008-04-17T18:34:38.085-04:00

At the risk of enraging whatever part of me identifies as progressive and feminist, I must declare: sometimes I am just downright grateful for the impetuously flirtatious guy who waves at you and tries to get you to talk to him (or, as the case may be, successfully convinces you while you are running on the upstairs indoor track to do a victory lap with him, when he is downstairs on the

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-17878995415798857102008-04-12T03:30:00.003-04:002008-04-12T03:39:51.979-04:00

From Oswald Chambers' My Utmost For His Highest:The Waters of Satisfaction Scattered"...Nevertheless he would not drink thereof, but poured it out unto the Lord." - 2 Samuel 23:16What has been like water from the well of Bethlehem to you recently--love, friendship, spiritual blessing? Then at the peril of your soul, you take it to satisfy yourself. If you do, you cannot pour it out before the

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-77785387033015436222008-04-10T20:47:00.005-04:002008-04-10T21:19:30.645-04:00

I just returned from the banquet for the Boyer Scholars, which was very enjoyable and edifying. It was a time for the students and their mentors (whichever professor/faculty member acted in that capacity) to eat dinner together, listen to the invited speaker, and then basically share in a ceremony of tributes expressing our admiration and appreciation of one another. I really enjoyed hearing all

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-37201114024737651982008-04-07T17:59:00.004-04:002008-04-07T21:13:51.865-04:00

I gave blood today, which is exciting, because it was the first time since I returned from Spain that they haven't turned me away for having insufficient iron levels in my blood. Hooray for vitamins! But I almost missed my chance again, since my heart rate was quite high when they checked it at first. Apparently there's something about that room that causes my pulse to spike. But I managed to get

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-12651985750903360282008-04-05T16:01:00.003-04:002008-04-05T16:27:20.743-04:00

This is so fun and amusing, I just have to spread the word. I discovered it thanks to Amanda M.'s facebook profile, and you should all go there immediately and play.I just got back from playing tennis with Steph, Rose Marie, and Patrick. Well, actually, with Patrick. (Steph and Rose Marie were on a different court). It's been a long time since I've played, and I was a bit out of practice, but it

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-17002847603419100222008-04-03T09:59:00.002-04:002008-04-03T10:30:42.548-04:00

These last couple of weeks I have been consistently happy, with one or two small exceptions. You have no idea how excited and encouraged that makes me. I feel hopeful, cheerful, and--best of all--content with where I am right now and with enjoying life in this moment. I feel like I'm me again. Praise God!I've been thinking about last semester, and about how stressed and unhappy and unhealthy I

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-84050923437155236572008-03-26T12:51:00.006-04:002008-03-26T13:13:36.655-04:00

I'm back at school for the home stretch before graduation. And I don't feel very enthusiastic. But whether this lack of enthusiasm is due to a disinclination to face the trials and tribulations of the real world, my sadness and nostalgia thinking about saying goodbye to my friends and the academic life, or just a general sulky malaise, I am not sure.I had kind of a hard time being home last week.

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-36672767159796636562008-03-23T20:15:00.004-04:002008-03-23T21:23:53.447-04:00

**WARNING: Most of this post involves me talking about my nephews and niece. I gotta get my aunty bragging on occasionally. END WARNING**It's Easter! This is the earliest that Easter that will fall in any of our lifetimes (it won't be this early again for another 220 years). ¡Que emocionante!For me, today consisted of a lovely church service, followed by the usual familial chaos that goes along

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-26330331406854279282008-03-22T14:26:00.007-04:002008-03-22T19:29:16.356-04:00

Yesterday I finished reading The Handmaid's Tale. I pretty much guzzled it. I enjoyed the writing so much. The story too, even though it put me in a weird unsettled pensive mood. For those of you who haven't yet had the pleasure of reading it, I won't give much away. But the book is the narrative of a woman, set in a future post-US theocratic republic where women are valued only for their ability

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-81384439777321419922008-03-20T10:36:00.002-04:002008-03-20T10:40:50.852-04:00

Obama gave a pretty amazing speech tackling the race issue on Tuesday in Philadelphia. I appreciate what he has to say here so much. I haven't decided who I'm voting for yet, but I think Obama reveals an attitude that is "right on," so to speak, and one that I can fully support. Anyway, it's something to think about. Here are some excerpts from his speech:"We have a choice in this country. We can

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-56613854446503556722008-03-19T21:51:00.005-04:002008-03-19T23:29:14.626-04:00

It's almost Spring!!! I know, I know. Not *quite* yet, but I'm so excited for the change of season that I've done a preemptive sprucing. I hope the easterbasketlike colors don't hurt your eyes too much.This past weekend I got to visit a friend I haven't seen for what felt like a really long time. It was a great trip, and I was glad I got do something fun away from home for a few days since I

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-10898102717790571282008-02-20T09:21:00.003-05:002008-02-20T09:27:09.596-05:00

Welcome to the world, Abigail Kathleen.She was born less than an hour ago, both she and my sister are doing fine. Yay babies!It's nice to cry from happiness for once. :)

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-48588686403744973552008-02-09T16:48:00.000-05:002008-02-09T17:40:09.312-05:00

So, I didn't actually end up "going to bed" until around 9 am this morning, because last night was just going so well and I didn't want to end it. But anyway, this morning around 7 am there was the most glorious light, silent snowfall. And since I suddenly wasn't feeling much like sleeping, I took a peaceful walk with my camera. Here are the results. Messiah's campus can really be quite beautiful.

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-10683832701447888682008-01-13T22:48:00.000-05:002008-01-13T22:53:42.775-05:00

...4 months (ish)= 125 days= 3,000 hours= 180,000 minutes= 10,800,000 seconds.Actually, make that 10,799,983.This is shaping up to be a long semester.

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-63222852731724134012007-12-24T20:58:00.000-05:002007-12-24T21:25:25.806-05:00

Well, break has been good so far. I've had the chance to hang out with Gem and Jethro, meet Jethro's fun and interesting new lady, get lots of shopping and crafting done, and get a disgusting amount of catch-up sleep. It's been wonderful. And grades came in, so the anxiety over the fate of my GPA has been quelled and I'm extremely thankful for my merciful professors.But everything has been so

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-63317369229722545012007-12-19T00:08:00.000-05:002007-12-19T00:24:16.972-05:00

I just emailed my professor my last paper of the semester--a critique of America. It was poorly written and made sweeping generalizations that had no substantive support. But I don't really care at this point. Who asks for an 8-page final reflection paper after we've already written over 35 pages for the class? Apart from one easy final on Thursday morning, I'm done for the semester. Thank. God.I

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-10368130095916940952007-12-17T22:09:00.001-05:002007-12-17T22:09:33.984-05:00

"There is no remedy for love but to love more."~Henry David Thoreau

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-27785349484857791062007-12-16T22:14:00.001-05:002007-12-16T22:20:06.191-05:00

So, after a couple months of fiddling around with "Subterfuge 2.0," I've decided not to cut my blog free of its archives. I came to the realization that my long (and sometimes cumbersome) archives, though I'm not always proud of them, anchor my blog and give it substantialness and honesty. So the archives stay, and it's back to the old subterfuge.I've copied the new posts to the old blog, but

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-73324100286920111682007-12-13T09:30:00.000-05:002007-12-16T22:02:45.712-05:00

Do you know what this feeling is? Bliss. Freedom. Oh, and hypercaffeination. Last night I pulled my first all-nighter of my college career. I have now had the full college student experience. Sometime past midnight, Michelle, my lovely apartmentmate, said something to me which I will now paraphrase:"This--you, right now, eating crappy food (drinking mountain dew and eating ramen noodles, to be

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-10847297742730486632007-12-09T20:13:00.000-05:002007-12-16T22:04:03.134-05:00

Boy, am I ready for a break. I haven't posted much this semester, even though there has been a lot going on, mostly because I haven't been in a great frame of mind and felt like cynical/emo/destructive/unproductive Laura isn't really one I want to be showing to the world. Or maybe it's more that in 5 years I don't want to look back at this semester and remember myself the way I've been, and the

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-81009986617006537102007-11-11T23:42:00.000-05:002007-12-16T22:05:23.680-05:00

"But as for me, my prayer is to you, O Lord. At an acceptable time, O God, in the abundance of your steadfast love, answer me. With your faithful help, rescue me from sinking in the mire...Do not let the flood sweep over me, or the deep swallow me up, or the Pit close its mouth over me."As much as I might want it to.

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-8916824218492118792007-11-05T18:31:00.000-05:002007-12-16T22:06:27.614-05:00

I just had a conversation over peanut butter ice cream with Michael C., a man of superior intellect and most refined and genteel deportment. He makes my crush list because he always tips his hat at ladies, and wears a very long and distinctive scarf, for which is he identified campus-wide as "Scarf Boy."Anyway, the conversation began when he told me of a recent archaeological excursion he had,

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-35198168163559858782007-10-31T18:42:00.000-04:002007-12-16T22:07:25.721-05:00

Something that's been disappointing to me about my college career thus far is the fact that for the past three Halloweens I haven't been able to participate in the festivities because I've been out of the country (twice on trips to Canada, then Spain last year). Okay, so getting to skip the country is not really disappointing at all...but I *have* missed dressing up. So, this being my last year

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-37658018065698154752007-10-29T10:30:00.000-04:002007-12-16T22:08:17.246-05:00

After briefly considering scrapping the entire blogging idea entirely, I've decided to keep Subterfuge alive and just free it from the ball and chain of my enormous archives. I still have the posts, so if you are looking for some specific post/information you can let me know and I'll get it to you.I was just feeling overwhelmed by some of my past posts, and would rather be able to write without

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-42701858166065656562007-09-23T12:36:00.001-04:002007-09-23T12:48:55.779-04:00

Okay. so I repent of what I said earlier. Calling people rat bastards is never really acceptable, even if you think they deserve it, and even if you're really upset. I've been cussing a lot more than I usually do this semester, and I don't like it. I'm gonna change.The truth is, I haven't acted all that wonderfully myself, and he was my best friend for a very long time, and I'm sorry I called him

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-17024823035032638332007-09-22T12:43:00.000-04:002007-09-22T12:44:31.427-04:00

*le sigh*

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-75201383646765367912007-09-10T22:25:00.001-04:002007-09-10T22:45:25.576-04:00

Don't fall in love with rat bastards. Don't ignore the red flags. Don't delude yourself into thinking he'll change for you.But if you do, and you want out but don't know how, don't despair. If you ask, God will equip you and give you the strength to do what you must, and you will be stronger and happier for it.I'm so thankful for my friends. And for the first time in a long time, I feel really

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-11021553490702469592007-09-07T09:22:00.000-04:002007-09-07T09:40:46.921-04:00

Listening to: Death Cab for Cutie, Someday You Will Be LovedWell, I've been back at school for just under a week now. And it's definitely been my most eventful first week back that I've ever had (with the possible exception of all the craziness Freshman year, but even still, I don't think it can quite top this). Last weekend was so busy that I didn't even end up sleeping in my own bed until my

Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714268052627731381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010708.post-19325859657232212652007-09-04T21:19:00.000-04:002007-09-04T21:22:00.922-04:00

Okay, so I promise I'll give you a REAL update sometime soon, but in the meantime, this is kind of fun...You can change my fictional soul with your answers. Please don't mess with me too much.

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