14.07.98
I guess the question that is probably gripping you all at this point in time is the all important one when facing an online diary, especially one maintained by the likes of me, namely: "Where have you been, and why the hell haven't you updated your page, huh?" Okay, as for where I have been, I have joined the rat race. Admittedly, I do not have to wear a suit and tie, or even heels, as my age and appearance lets me get away with jeans and stuff. But that does not mitigate the fact that I work every day from 7:45 in the morning to about 4:15 in the afternoon. I even commute! It is a very different perspective working in a real office-office, as opposed to a lab. I like what I'm doing though, and hopefully some of the pictures that I am drawing and sweating blood over in Photoshop will actually make it into the Preventive Medicine Volume of The Textbook of Military Medicine (** Coming soon to a Physician's Library Near YOU**). They might even have my name next to them! Spiffster-do, eh? In other news, I have found out where I will be staying at Rice Univerity next year. I'll be at Jones College on 4th South, in a double with a very nice girl named Maya who is from the Houston area, 6'1", and seems like a spiffster person. According to the Jones 4th South homepage, and the booklet for O-week that Rice sent me, it is the only all girls floor at Rice, and is nicknamed Heaven�.balanced of course by 3rd south which is all male and nicknamed Hell. If I might beg the kind indulgence of my constant readers (HAH!), I'd like to say that I think Rice is perfectly spiffster-do, it has all of these chunky-puppy-lovedawg slang words, and well, it's hard not to love a major university that has such a sense of fun and loonieness, but still maintains a BIG ethical code, and both plays and works hard. Anyways, if the lovefest is over now (YES�.jeeez!) I can briefly acquaint you with the other stuff going on in my life, namely, that I'm going to Lillith Fair on Saturday and I can hardly wait, and I'm taking a Swing Dancing course :). Okay, I guess that's it. See you around, and I promise to write more often.
As for my quote of the moment, I guess you are stuck with a ironic one that expresses some of my nerves about moving to good ol' Texas--
"I'm always thinking, well, you never know what's coming around the corner. Hopefully, not a truck." --Lauren Bacall