Alright, for 1754 and those who don't know, and since I was ruther confused by some things anyway this will probably be an incorrect post, but:

Gold body paint. R was invited (along with the rest of 1401?) to her (non-)girlfriend's party where her (non-)gf was going to be dressed in nothing but gold body paint. Tempting, but unfortunately I couldn't find a plane ticket in time. Or enough body paint of my own. Oh wait, I didn't wanna go. And no, I have no updates on the situation, and not sure I want any. But here is the perfect place to leave them, if anyone cares to.

Sarah, congratulations on the rabbit! I do prefer them to hamsters. What kind are you getting? (Color, floppy-eared or non? Or is one moving up from Florida?) And if you want I will feed it on the weekends, unless you are gone EVERY weekend, unless you let me move into your apt every weekend, or else I will mutter things on my blog about you. Haha. But you will be very amusing to me with your lap-dog-like accessory. Does it get a collar and leash for public travel?
Um, did I ever tell you, so this might be a repeat, that someone from CERES was at Macalester a couple weeks ago, on a panel? (I kept passing the flyer and thinking, I should email sarah about that, so I'm not sure if I thought it so many times that it only seems like I did it, or if I actually did.) Her name was Laura something. (Laura A.?)

JCS: For the not-knowing, JCS is this "Scholars" thing at Gtown which technically is an honors thing but I, for one, only got in cause my interviewer knew it paid a scholarship every year, and I needed money, so he signed me up. (If you don't get in that way you have to apply and be extra-anti-social and overachieving and have like a 4.0) So some of us are just there for the money, and some are there cause they want to foster "The Life of the Mind" (their favorite phrase, but in Latin) on campus and "reach out" to their less-intellectual peers, or something like that. HA!!!!! I haven't done anything with or for it since freshman year (the mandatory seminar class), but continue to receive the money. Apparently this year they got a big donation or something, so now you can be a JC "fellow", who is someone that just gets the money (yayyy!!!) or a JC "scholar", who gets to be a big dork. Guess which one I chose. (Well actually, it said respond to this letter if you want to be a fellow instead of a scholar, and since I haven't responded to anything they've sent in 3 years, I threw the letter out. I figured that they can figure it out.)

My 3-year-old sister the other day called me to the computer quite distressed. "Mary!" she says, "I can't find Barbie.com!!" I go over to the computer and start laughing, because instead of barbie.com, she has somehow managed to stumble on a lesbian porn site and is clicking her way through that. This is going to be hilarious in about a week, because my father does periodic history checks on the computer to make sure no one is visiting any porn sites etc, so I can just see the storm of rage that visits the house, while my brother (who also was in the room when this happened) and I sit back and chuckle. We'll wait for a while to tell him that it was his 3-year-old daughter visiting the websites.

Off to the gym and the post office.