A response

150 pages of immunology have led me to make a response to Megan's post from a guy's perspective.

Winter date location: Sledding. The Depot is too expensive to spend hours skating around in a small circle on bad ice. Sledding provides numerous opportunities to cuddle up together and there is nothing more romantic than crashing and suddenly finding yourself landing on top of each other.

Summer date location: Canoeing. Row out to the middle of a lake, pull your paddles and just take a nap in the middle of the water.

Make-out music: If you're concentrating on the background music while you're making out, it's not good.

Cheap date: Taking a walk through any of the Minneapolis parks. Dont set an end goal, just walk and see where you end up

Best and worst television dating: A double shot of love with the ikki twins (yes!) and the bachelor, boo.

Get it out of the way: "Do you play softball?" The majority of guys will understand what this means.

Questions, comments, concerns? Let us know.

-S

Let's date

A long and lyrical Cultural Studies and Comparative Literature paper has kidnapped every appositive and participial phrase out of me. Instead, here is a bulleted best of the best, dating-style.

Winter date location: The Depot
Summer date location: Take your pick of any grassy area, any blanket and any finger foods. My favorite? The grassy knoll behind Minnehaha Falls.
Make-out music: I'm partial to Cloud Cult right now (see previous post), but just no Phish. Please. I become high through iTunes osmosis and it's not pretty.
Cheap date: Maybe it's because I'm a tour guide and have said this joke to hundreds of prospective students (I wonder how many current freshman would recognize me...), but I will stargaze at Tate before I graduate.
Best and worst television dating: Millionaire Matchmaker and Millionaire Matchmaker respectively.
Get it out of the way: "Are you a musician?" Run, ladies, run! Musician are bad news bears, in the sexiest and egotistical and most tempting of ways. I would know.

Questions, comments, concerns? Let us know.

-M

My how we've grown...

not enough

As society progresses towards a state of efficiency in all things, there is one thing that is severly lacking:

ketchup packets.

honestly, has anyone ever used just one ketchup packet? I use three on my chicken sandwhich alone. What's the logic behind not putting any more sauce in? I just dont get it.

20 questions

Hey folks! I apologize for the laxidasical posts lately. I have no excuse except for a test, paper and book that needs to be read in the next two days; or, as I would read that, whine, whine and whine.

Here's the quick update:
Reading: The End of America
Listening to: Cloud Cult
Dreaming of: My too too too far away chance of a summer in New York
Watching: Jon and Kate Plus 8
Wearing: Banana Republic trench, black scarf, jeans, boots
Dreading: That whine, whine, whine mentioned above
Looking forward to: Putting the wool sweaters away
Missing: My Coley

Anything else you want to know?

-M

Veg

It's almost Spring Break!

I leave tomorrow night for Chicago and am excited to spend the next week and half relaxing and getting myself back into mental and physical shape for the rest of the semester.

I'm actually kind of glad I'm not going anywhere for vacation besides Chicago this year. While vacations are fun, they really arent a break for me. Its always filled with the need to do crazy exciting things since you're in a fun new spot and I never really feel like I get to just sit back and chill. What I really need is sleep and low keyness. Hopefully this break will be perfect for that.

-S

Dear Abby

If this was supposed to be some cheery, Dear Abby blog, I apologize. But you can find another blog for that. Right about now Sam and I both need a big ol' pat on the back. I'm not looking for sympathy, but rather something a little more endearing than my mother's "your being ungrateful" jewel of advice.

Vague, I know. It's always been a tight-rope walk for me between being a tease and divulging every detail about every moment. This time I feel like I should keep my big mouth halfway shut.

But hey, if you see either of us, a word or two or ten of encouragement would be fantastic.

-M

Ahead, not necessarily better.

While I may be a step ahead of Megan, I feel like that's not necessarily an advantage since everything in my life is falling apart.

I'm doing poorly in all my classes, i'm so stressed that i can't sleep at night, my personal relationships are falling apart and I just have no motivation to do anything.

This all came to a point today when I came home. I was my playing my piano so hard that I cut one of my fingers on the keys, something that has never happened before. I have missed my piano greatly and I now realize that it was an emotional release for me when i played it almost every single day in high school. I dont have one at school either which makes it equally as difficult.

So being ahead doesnt have it advantages aside from the fact there is a light at the end of the tunnel. but right now, it's just a pinprick.

On my way

We're in the transition period of our lives. Fine. I get it. Sam's packing his sunglasses and Minnesotan accent to move to San Francisco, and while I'm mentally organizing my corner office overlooking Central Park, I oftentimes ignore the present. And yet, while "real life" seems so close, I still feel like half a person: too old to do some things (whine), and too young to do others (be taken seriously).

Maybe when I can replace "intern" with "assistant" or cut a wristband off my arm instead of scrubbing permanent marker off my hands I will inch toward real person-dom. Getting paid for what I do would be nice too. Or being responsible enough to own a pet--and that doesn't mean the possible mouse camping under our stove.

Sam's one step ahead of me, with graduation thisclose and a cross-country move on the way. Give me another year or two. I'm on my way, I swear.

-M

Mrs. Robinson

Megan is a cougar.