I've been toying with the idea of making the change from Blogger to Xanga. I'm leaning more and more towards the Xanga, mainly because I'd love to be able to post and receive comments. I can do that with this bad boy, yes, but it's a bigger hassle than it's worth. We shall see. If anyone feels a strong conviction one way or the other, let me know. Nicole told me I should switch the Xanga, that way I could ensure that I won't go to Hell. I'm not entirely sure where that theology comes from, but whatev.

Today started out on a great note. I woke up semi-on-time (a big accomplishment, fo sho) and had a good laugh with Cole first thing. Meg and I had a fun laugh/scream in the bathroom. I was just in really rare form for it being that early. Early being 8:40-ish. Ha. We listened to fun dancing music....it's not a good idea for me to listen to ghetto that early in the morning, because my whole day is polluted with thoughts of awesome dance moves and the expectation of getting to bust a few out later in the day. Yeah, "What's Your Fantasy" by Ludacris....definitely sang that one all day long. Finding myself humming that in philosophy while discussing Augustine's view of theodicy seemed really hypocritical. :)

I was sick today. Boo. I got up and left during my Spanish class. There are only 6 of us in the class, so it was hard to make an unnoticed exit. I walked quickly back to the room and stood over the toilet for way longer than is enjoyable. And I cried. So I crawled up into my bed and laid in a ball. My wonderful roommate took care of me. So helpful.

I'm going to Traverse City, MI this weekend. I'm pumped. Mel Basch is taking me home with her for a break from campus life. Woo! We asked Becca Southern to come with, and Shonda. It should be fun. I've been to TC twice on vacations with the fam., and I loved it there, so it will be good to have a townie show me around.

My Genesis commentary is complete. 77 pages of sheer bliss, let me tell you. Not. Many, many thanks to Miss Mae Compton for showing us a shortcut for formatting. Without her, Mel and I probably would not be done with it right now. Ugh, it was a mess. The test is tomorrow. I have no idea how to study for it, so that's scary. I'm really tired of reading and studying Genesis: part of me wants to never look at it again. I'll get over that, I'm sure.

This is me! 

Me: You have the best voice inflections of anyone ever.
Nicole: What's an inflection?
(Silent pause during which I smile and shake my head.)
Nicole: My voice isn't horny.
Me: I didn't say erection. Inflection, Nicole, inFLECtion.

Have I mentioned that I adore my roomie?

More roommate love.... Here's her latest away message (i've edited it for grammar, roughly):

I am definately a gymnast!!! Just got done fluffying the down with roommate #3. ....also practiced the pammel horse on Keenan's bed....and the vault off my chair onto the second-story of our beds. Carly Patterson who, you say? Me too.


Last night was great. Andrew came to visit and we made tacos for dinner. I was baking cupcakes when he arrived, and I'm not going to lie and say that the main reason I baked them was anything other than to watch him put on the frosting. I like it that he can be so "inept" when it comes to things like that. It's endearing. He kept holding the frosted cupcakes up to his mouth, pretending to eat one, but he never did. I think he secretly wanted to devour one, but if he were to do that, he'd lose our friendly little competition. Too bad, I'd hate to win again. Mwahaha (NOTE: Andrew has given up candy and sweet stuff while I am abstaining from coffee and tea. It was his idea. Any Purdue readers out there, keep your eyes and ears open for any sneakiness on his part. Thanks, dudes).

The Count of Monte Cristo has never been as entertaining as it was last night. Just thought I'd throw that out there.

Oh, I made up a new smiley face today. I like to call it the goofy face with buck teeth. Here he is, the epitome of coolness: 8 ): I'm a fan.