I’m on a public computer in a library (where I still can’t check my damn grades because of the security!), but I am alive, and I am keeping a running blog entry of sorts describing the, ah, vacation. *Sigh*. It’s family, and I love a bunch of them to death, but damn if they aren’t trying my patience. These folks are just as secretive, tenacious, and hard-headed as I am… and there are lots of ’em. Holy hell if my aunt doesn’t steamroll me like no other… More when I can get an Internet connection to my own laptop (my grades, I want my grades!). The parents are due in…

I found a corn kernel in my bed. Some motherfucker is going to die when I return.

I’m going to the ‘Nati in a handful of hours, and won’t have Internet unless I sneak out to a library or coffee shop. I also, for the life of me, can’t find directions on how to do phone blogging, so that won’t happen, either, alas. So most likely no website updates for a week and a half. *shudder*. My parents, however, are coming to Cincinatti next Thursday. To do apartment shopping. They’re moving to Cincinatti within about three weeks. My response? “Holy fuck.” They’ve never liked Charlotte, so when this good job came along, the Old Man started thinking about how far away he is from his grandkids and…

C-Biscuits: Outputting it in style.

Not that “wordage” is actually a word. I get the word-making from Jenn, who is heading out to Antarctica for research this morning (!!!). Anyway, it’s just one link: Luke on childhood obesity and parental responsibility. And the comment from Mathibus, which is also a good, entertaining read. Given the length of my and Luke’s comments on Mathibus’s site recently, it’s no surprise that Luke got hit with a post-in-a-comment…