It is saturday morning and I am up entirely too early. I was planning on sleeping in as late as possible. However, life seldom goes according to plan.
My brother is home. This is weird for me. The last time I saw him it was in Febuary and it was for about 5 minutes. I needed a plunger and he had the closest one. I was not too interested in seeing my big brother. I was more interested in getting ahold of a plunger.
Today I think I will atempt to clean my room and finish unpacking. Have I mentioned lately that I miss some people? One person in particular. I was all boohooing yesterday. God, I'm such a girl.
I am really not looking forword to starting work. I wish Sharp Photo would call and be all, "We miss you Mary! We so underappreciated you! Come back to us! We'll give you all the hours you want and we'll give you a really big raise!" Oh man that would be sweet.
Yesterday I knew I was truly home when, as I was sitting in the car waiting for my mom outside the clinic, a gentlemen clad all in black (black jeans, black shirt, black COWBOY HAT, black COWBOY BOOTS) waddled up to the front door, disappeared inside and reappeared moments later. I watched his progress and smiled to myself. "I am truly home," I thought.
Current read: The Broker By John Grisham. Its pretty good so far. Less of a legal thriller than Grisham used to write, more in the style of Robert Ludlam. The CIA is chasing somebody and all that goodness. I don't know what is next up. Mommy gave me a whole pile of books to read. I am itching to get through them.
To you like my new long posts? I find summer more condusive to blogging. Yay!

Home is where your toliet is!
I am home. It feels weird. I can't quite explain why. I miss RIT. I miss my love. I miss Erin and all the rest. I have to wait 3 months before I get to play rugby or beer pong with my peeps again. Enough of being emotastic!
This summer I will be working at Sacred Heart Hospital in nutrition services as a nutrition services aide. This is a fancy word for washing dishes and preparing trays. Yay! Why is Mary not working at Sharp? You ask. Well, Sacred Heart will pay me more! But I will try and get in some hours at everyone's favorite photo lab so I can get my amater porn fix.
In knitting news! I have almost finished the wavy scarf. A long car ride is very condusive to knitting. Next I make a hat for my love. Hopefully I can get another project going too. I need to finance my yarn habit (among other things) this summer. Most exciting of all I get to see Sworva Jean tonight!!!!! I can't wait. I have missed her. My darling brother is coming home this weekend. I don't think I've missed him too much. Although it is quite amusing to drunk dial him.
Current summer read: I am rereading The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams - y'all need to suggest some summer reads for me. That would be supa fly!

I am done. With. school. Wowie. It feels weird. Yet I am still stuck in Crotchester. Oh well.
I thought I would change things up a bit. You like?
Eau Claire kiddies: I'll be home for shizzure May 24. You know you wanna hang out with me.
So that's about it for now. Enjoy.

I just looked out my window to see a random person walking on stilts. Weird?
No, its normal here. Like trenchcoats, capes, and wizard hats.

Shudder.

A pretty new picture is up. Go take a peek.
Ben Harper is magical. He can do all kinds of stuff with his own two hands. World peace. Cleaning up the earth. Wow. Let Ben Harper be an example to you all.

The rugby season is over. I shed a tear. I got to HOOK yesterday! I was a HOOKER! A DIRTY LITTLE HOOKER!! Mmmm but I do have a favorite hooker....hehe

I have this bruise on my thigh that showed up this morning. I have no idea where it came from. Somebody better tell me...
School is almost over. I don't know what I am going to do with myself this summer. Do a lot of knitting hopefully.
I have ballroom dancing in a bit. So far I can foxtrot, tango, cha cha, swing, waltz, meringe, and hustle. In the latin class after I have learned the salsa, the samba, and some others but I can't remember them because all the latin dances seem the same. I have the best dance partner in the world. :)
Rugby is almost over. I am sad.