I know a lot of you have already heard this from the email I sent out, but everytime I say that or think that, my stomach tightens. Tears creep to the edges of my eyes. And my chest just feels so heavy.

How can I feel so sad about someone I hardly knew? I haven't seen my dad since I was 5. I always wanted to know him but I went through periods of hating him and feeling sorry for him. Of late I'd taken to just telling myself he was already dead and I would never see him again.

But that was before I got an email from my cousin Kathy. Apparently my dad had died last fall, of heart failure, not alcoholism as I imagined. He stopped drinking several years ago. He told my family about me. And they had been trying to find me ever since. Apparently I'm hard to find since I change email addresses about every 5 minutes.

So now I'm preparing to go to the reservation. They're having a powwow around July 18th so I'm going to take a train out there and play it by ear. Maybe I'll apply for housing. Maybe I'll check out the nearby college and see whether I can get in and study Mi'kmaq.

I cut my hair the other day and while I'm semi surprised I did it, it just somehow felt right, whether Mi'kmaqs do it or not. I kept the hair and when I get to my dad's gravesite I'll burn it with some sweetgrass and sage if I can find it.

I feel like I'm living in an alternate reality. Nothing right now seems real. I just need to live through now.

After a day of getting crap done and waiting for my mom to make dinner, I finally got on the road to go visit Gentry. Gentrykins' latest move has taken him to Brandon, Florida - just outside of Tampa. Only when I left Orlando, I didn't realize he lived practically out in Tampa! I left Orlando around 7:30 and got to his house by 9! At that point I wasn't about to turn around and drive home, so I got to have a pyjama party with Gentry!

So I got to his auntie's house and after some chit chat we decided to look for DDR. We found DDR at an arcade that had just closed at 9!!! Gentry was ready to give up but I begged him to ask about letting us play JUST ONE GAME and the guy actually let us play! He even opened the machine and set up the game for us for free! What a guy! I couldn't have been more surprised. So we literally left the car running outside while we played DDR. I have to admit, we were both pretty bad. I wasn't familiar with the machine (I think it was 5th mix) and Gentry was just out of practice but at least we finished the game!

After that, we stopped by his new workplace, Borders. Wow, it's a fucking sweet Borders. Hella nice and still had that brand new chemically smell. He showed me around and we saw this guy at one of the music stations just dancing his heart out. The guy even came by to talk to us after we sat outside with our caffeinated drinks. He said many strange things. Apparently he's Janet Jackson's father, he gave her advice on her latest album, and even though he's got kids, he has no ties to anyone and is just free to do what he wants.

We went back to Gentry's place and I got to check out the pool. What a nice pool! Damn, now I want one. Someday, not any day soon, but someday I will have a kick-ass pool, like Gentry. Gentry was amazed with the speed in which I took my clothes off. I'd like to say it's from something noble like being a lifeguard and having to save lives, or being a superhero at night and having to change into my superhero suit, but really it's from having sex in cars and just having to get naked and redressed in a short amount of time. Plus I just HAD to be in that water. It was SO nice.

After a late night of chatting about everything, I went to bed. All too soon Gentry was knocking on my door telling me it was time to leave.

10. They allow you to live outside of the reservation? Did you have to get permission?
9. Oh I went through my Indian phase too. (upon seeing my eagle feather & thinking I had it for decoration, not realizing it was given to me in ceremony)
8. How can I have an Indian experience? Could I just go to a reservation and move in?
7. You seem so nice for an Indian!
6. Why are so many Indians alcoholic? Are you alcoholic?
5. Are Indians still mad about what we did to them?
4. You're Indian, you must be rich, what with all those casinos!
3. What do Indians believe in?
2. Why don't Indians get jobs?
and the number one thing said to me by my coworker upon hearing that I am Native:
1. You don't look Indian.

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What will your Funeral be like? by rashock
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1. First Name: Irina
2. Were you named after anyone? "Irene Good Night", Irene Papa, my mom's landlady Irina
3. Do you wish on stars? usually, hey you never know
4. Which finger is your favorite? I like my pointer finger. It tastes like the last bowl I swiped
5. When did you last cry? a few days ago
6. Do you like your handwriting? it's alright, I wish my cursive was neater
8. Any bad habits? mostly my dirty mind, but also I have a tendency to play with my hair
9. What is your most embarrassing CD on the shelf? The Spice Girls - Stop (single)
10. If you were another person, would you be friends WITH you? hell yah, I'm fun
11. Are you a daredevil? sometimes, usually I'm the stick in the mud when other people want to be daredevils
12. Have you ever told a secret you swore not to tell? maybe, but I didn't mean to
13. Do looks matter?a little, I'm not majorly shallow but I like a guy with nice eyes and nice hands
14. Ever misused a word and it sounded absolutely stupid? *blushes*
15. Do you think there is a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow? no but maybe there's just pot
16. Do fish have feelings? yes - and I love sushi
17. Are you trendy? occasionally - I mean I do have this LJ
18. How do you release anger? I do it
19. Where is your second home? O-town (Orlando)
20. Do you trust others easily? I used to but I've been hurt a lot, so not really anymore
21. What was your favorite toy as a child? my doll house with the Fisher Price Little People
22.What class in school do you think is totally useless? American History - they never teach the whole truth
23. Do you like sappy love songs? I love sappy 80's love songs. Yay for power ballads!
24. Have you ever been on radio or television? Once I called into The Phillips Phile and once I was on local CBS news when I was in elementary school.
25. Do you have a journal? it's what you're reading
26. Do you use sarcasm a lot? Depends on how you define sarcasm.
27. Have you ever been in a mosh pit? Yup, at the EMF concert a million years ago.
28. What do you look for in a guy/girl? Humor, intelligence and kindness. A strong desire to have kids doesn't hurt either.
29. What are your nicknames? Musey, Rina, that's it
30. Would you bungee jump? Over water
31. Do you untie your shoes when you take them off? why would I do that
32. What are you worried about right now? money
33. Do you ever wear overalls? it's been a while, I feel too fat
34. Do you think that you are strong? damn right
35. What's your favorite ice cream flavor? rum raison
36. What's your favorite color? purple
37. What is your least favorite thing in the world? racists
38. How many wisdom teeth do you have? none
39. Are you in love w/anyone? yes
40. How many people have a crush on you right now? I don't know, do you?
41. Who do you miss most right now? I miss my mom
42. How many piercings do you have ? 6
43. Whats your Favourite sexual position? doggy style
44. Are you on Crack? no, got any?
45. Do you Blaze? Okay, I feel old, what's blaze?

cuddle and a kiss on the forehead - you like to be
close to your special someone and feel warm,
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I feel strange. I'm excited, sad, scared. We had our last Coffeehouse of the year on Thursday and towards the end I really felt like crying. These are the coolest people and I've had the honor of hanging out with them. Sometimes I want to kick myself for spending my first year at IA wrapped up in Lars and Alan. I wish I had gotten to know even more of the kids better. I'm really glad I'm going to camp again because some other nice girls that I haven't gotten to hang out with are going to be there. It will be nice to get to know them better.

Someone bought one of my pieces from the museum. His name is Mark Suazo, he's an IAIA alumni and he owns a gallery and wants to represent me. I don't really know what all that entails though. It's exciting all the same!

I went around and priced new tires for my car. I can't believe I ran through my tires so quickly. It's my fault though, I didn't get the tires rotated enough. So the worst price I got was 420 from Firestone. The best price was 290 from Sams Club. Why are my tires so expensive? Apparently VW puts high performance tires on the TDI models. While they contribute to better fuel effeciency they also cost more. Oh well, they're worth it.

Get this: the school is paying me to stick around a few extra days and participate in a consortium on improving the school. They're paying me at least 100 dollars a day. Ben was there when they were trying to figure out how much to pay us and when they said that he goes, but you want us here from 8am until 9pm on Monday, that's a really long day. So they agreed to pay us a little more (probably just 25-50 more). That will help so much, especially since I've only saved up 350 for my tires but will need dough to hold me until my first paycheck in Denver.

Later on this summer Mom is taking me and Alan to North Carolina. I think it would be fun to get a log cabin! Also it will be more relaxing to just laze around a log cabin. I can give Alan lessons on how to be Southern!

So lots of good stuff going on. I have more to say but I'm tired. More later.

I finally got the courage to tell Ben how I felt about him. It was after Contemporary Issues class and I just kind of hung out in the hallway while he and Melaw and Richard were figuring out what they were going to do. Then I followed everyone out to the parking lot and after Melaw left I asked if he wanted to talk. So then I just said it. I told him I had a crush on him but felt like because I was still living with Alan I couldn't do anything about it. He said he had a feeling about it. So anyways, he said it was kind of a bad time to bring it up since we only have 3 weeks of school left. I know, I know. But it's not like telling him earlier would have made a difference. I was still living with Alan regardless.

So he seemed pleased and gave me a big hug. And who knows what the future will bring? Maybe somewhere down the road we'll hook up again. If it's meant to be it's meant to be. I'm still glad I told him because it's a nice compliment, one of the nicest you can give to a person. He was smiling and appreciative so it's not like I caused any harm. Plus now I have this nice sparkly feeling in my tummy!

I still haven't taken a preg test yet. This morning I got up and had a migraine. I asked, hell I begged Alan to get me some ibuprofen but he said he didn't have any money and didn't go to get me any. I was SO pissed! So I got up, took a shower and went to Albertsons, leaving him without a ride to school. So I bought my lunch and some ibuprofen and had some Starbucks. I was a good girl though and didn't have anything caffeinated just in case I actually am pregnant.

Now I'm starting to doubt whether I'm pregnant or not. I would be so happy if I was. I almost don't want to test myself because I'll be heartbroken if I'm not. I think once I get home I'm going to start the process of getting a sperm donor and getting on clomid. I really want to get pregnant and I'm at the right age, I have an education, and I'm willing to wait any longer for Mr. Right to come along.

I had another Ben dream last night. I dreamed he came over to our apartment and was sleeping in the parking lot. When I went out to see him he was naked and I was naked. He suggested we walk to the store (which for some reason was really far away). Then halfway there he decides to go back to the house and get dressed. So when we get back, Alan is naked too. So everyone is in the process of getting showered and dressed when Linda Lomahaftewa and her daughter showed up and they wanted to use our guest room to change in. So we let them but we were in a different apartment from the one we have in real life and it didn't have enough doors. So SHERMAN ALEXIE shows up, yes I mean Sexie Alexie, and I decide I have to put on my contacts before getting him to sign my copy of Indian Killer. And then I woke up. I wasn't feeling good either. Damnit.

I just had a wierd feeling. What if I'm sick this morning (like I really want to throw up but I just haven't been able to) because I'm pregnant?

Wow - the sudden realization that I only have 3 weeks left in school is really frightening. I'm all excited and scared about graduating. I also realize that while I have a load of homework to do, I also have a lot of people I want to spend time with before we part.

I had a good talk with Jaime today. I told her how badly I wanted to go to Denver, but that I felt that she was ignoring my feelings about working with museums. I'm glad I finally said something to her because while I was feeling funny about her, she was feeling funny about me. It turns out it was nothing personal but that I was taking it that way. So I guess I'm going to Denver after all. My job will be as liason between the museum and the camp - helping the kids write artist statements and bios, and also working with the Traditional Arts class. So I'll get to start every day with the camp and that makes me feel a lot better and a lot more driven about going. I feel like I'll get as much out as I put into the experience and that means a lot to me. But just because I've been accepted isn't the end of the story. I still need to find a sponsor. While I was talking to Pat this afternoon I realized I should be asking a lot of people for a little money each. Enough money and I'll be able to go to camp :)

The graduation show is looking up too. My poem "He thinks that he's a unicorn", as well as my multimedia piece "Land-O-Fakes" got into the show! Not only that, they accepted my proposal for the installation "Snaggin' Alone". So that makes me really happy and I hope that people respond to what I'm trying to say.

I have the sudden desire to get bangs again. It seems like I never learn. Everytime I get bangs I realize my giant cow lick makes my bangs stick up funny and I end up having to use a curling brush and styling goop to get my hair to behave. Then I can't wait for my bangs to grow out and have a temporary love affair with my bang-less hair. But a year or two down the road I get the desire to get bangs again, even though I know better. WHY?

Today I seriously thought about telling Ben. But then he was walking around with Melaw and Hoka and he seemed really happy about going home with them or hanging out with them. That and I was chickening out majorly. I think Lars could tell. She came up to me to say hello and I had that stupid goofy smile on my face where I try to get a good look at Ben without actually full-on staring at him. Today I noticed he was wearing shorts and that his legs were almost hairless. Native guys have all the best features! *wipes drool*

I was kind of pissed at Alan today. He set the alarm for 6am and then refused to get up even when I reminded him twice. Then when I got up he was being a dick so I just left and went to school without telling him. So then he never went to school and when I got home he was still there. So then he was being all pissy and wanting to borrow the car. I'm really sick of him borrowing the car so I offered to drop him off at school, but he didn't want to hear that so he went to bed and woke up while I was eating dinner and watching TV. Oh the joys of the end of a relationship.

I really want to tell Ben but I think now I've waited so long to tell him that he's going to reject me simply because I waited too long.

I forgot to mention that my grade changes finally went through:
Exhibitions 2 - B- to a B
Research Methods - B to an A
So I ended up with a 3.0 for the semester and 500$ scholarship which I am going to send to FL for my mom to put away for me. I'm going to get a digital camera, but I think I should save up a little more so I can get a nice one that I'll be happy with for a long time.

Happy Easter! Happy 4-20! Easter kind of puts a wrench into my plans for today though. I was hoping to get some art supplies for my installation but now I'm just going to have to wait until Monday. Oh well, it just means I can get going on my project in Char's class. I am so behind in everything!

Did I mention that I LOVE to procrastinate? I meant to get started on my homework an HOUR ago and here I am still messing around with my LJ and my site and reading other people's LJs. Anyways, here's something else I wasted my time on:

Tomboy


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Lately it seems whenever Alan and I hang out with Ben, later on Alan will initiate sex with me. It works like a charm. See Ben = have sex. It makes me wonder if Alan knows or if he's just "sensing" it and his only recourse is to "mark his territory". Regardless it's odd behavior, whether Alan's got a clue or not.

I had an odd dream about Ben last night. I dreamed that he was visiting me at my mom's house in Florida, only it was much more elaborate and Romanesque. Anyways, Ben was over and I kept trying to get him alone so I could tell him how I felt. But everytime I tried to get him alone, my shirt would fly off, or I'd be totally naked and I would be too busy covering myself up to tell him how I felt. At one point he was taking a bath in this really huge tub and I wanted to bring him some bubble bath but I was naked and couldn't bear for him to see me that way. It was all really embarassing. If I were to do a self-analysis I would have to say that my fear of being naked in front of him equals my fear of showing him how I really feel about him. I have no idea what the whole Roman bath house thing is.

Today we had the powwow at the College of Santa Fe. I checked it out for a bit in the morning and then later on with my little sister. It was okay to have her there, and she pretty much behaved herself except for clapping her hand over her mouth and going woo woo woo woo. I wonder what Char would have said. I let it go, though, because I wanted to have a smooth day. And besides, the music was so loud I don't think anyone noticed except for Ben and he was nice enough to not say anything about it.

Yesterday I went to Albuquerque to buy a vibrator for my installation. The guy at the store laughed when I told him I was looking for a loud vibrator. He said most people are looking for the quiet ones. I might drop a bead inside it to make it even louder.

I had way too much coffee today. Actually I only had 2 cups, but I had them on an empty stomach and they made me feel restless in Native American Art History, and hyper in Anthro 101. By the time Contemporary Issues rolled around, I was already crashing -- hard.

Then we had a meeting with Margaret Thom from CAP Institute. She wanted to interview some of us from the Denver Summer Art Institute and ask us how the Art and Identity class helped us with working in that program. I couldn't help but stare at Ben.

I think I'm going mad. I love Alan. I'm attracted to Alan. But Alan doesn't see me as a permanent thing in his life - he doesn't treat me that way. I can't wait around for him forever. He's made his decision. He wants to move into the dorms next year. And me -- I talked to Johnny this morning and he said I can have my job back easy.

But then the whole Ben thing comes up. I'm attracted to Ben physically, as I am to Alan. And Ben's actually excited about having children. Ben is positive about his future. Ben is a caring and kind person that's going to do great things to help kids and teens. I admire that so much in him. I think I could really be happy with him. I could be happy with Alan too, if he would just let it be.

The other night Alan and I were having sex and I did a major no-no. I let him cum inside me without protection. This is going to sound horrible, but I hope I get pregnant. It would be the nicest thing I could take away from this relationship. I was even writing down baby names in class today.

Yup - been on the introspective tip the past few days. I finally went to see the new school shrink and she basically said I need to ask Alan if he wants to try a long term relationship with me, and I need to tell him what my plans has been before he dropped the VDay bomb.

I also realized I'm graduating in less than 2 months and really haven't made any concrete plans, and I've been holding off those plans because I don't know what's going on with me and Alan. Not very feminist of me. So I made a half-hearted attempt to apply for a job at the Denver Art Museum (and they actually want to interview me now), have been poking at jobs in Orlando (although I DO NOT want to move in with my mom) and even thinking about going back to IAIA next semester and getting my BFA in creative writing (insane I know, how would I pay for it). I've also thought about Toronto (but that has more to do with Ben than anything) and going to get my teaching certificate in California).

So why am I thinking about Toronto? Besides the fact that I already got in there once, and it would be a great place for me to finish my Masters, it's only 10 hours from Madison, WI. Why am I thinking of Madison? Umm, the other night I saw Ben outside and we talked for a long time about his plans to go to Madison, get his Bachelors in teaching, and how he can't wait to teach high school art classes. He also told me he had a dream about walking with his daughter and she looked just like him. *sighs* He actually DREAMS about having children, as opposed to Alan who has nightmares about having kids.

Even if I were to try to hook up with Ben, it would have to be after graduation because I couldn't do that to Alan. Even though he broke up with me, he still treats me like he loves me and it would be disrespectful and weird to be trying to date Ben while living with Alan.

Also, when I mentioned to Jaime that I had applied to the DAM, she was all excited that she wouldn't have to pay my salary and that Denver would pay for it. Ugh. I don't think she realizes how much she hurts me when she encourages me to do anything but NAYOP.

I'm so unhappy! Okay, I'm about to graduate, I should be happy. It's been a long path marred by depression and bad decisions and I'm finally getting my BFA in Museum Studies. But I don't know what to do, I don't know where to go or where to turn. I thought I was just going to stay in Santa Fe, nanny, live with Alan and Mooli, and save up to go to get my Masters. But now with Alan saying he wants to live in the dorms next year, and me not being able to afford Santa Fe without him, I'm looking at the sad prospect of moving back to Orlando and living with my mom.

Last night I was talking to her and asking about redecorating Opa's room with a simplistic Asian style that she'll be able to do after I move out and then she goes, oh you're not moving into Opa's room again (this was my last room before moving out). Now she's saying I have to live in Nena's room and that I can't change anything in it and she doesn't want me bringing any of my furniture back, even my new king size bed. She's so controlling and I was willing to be very flexible about what I was going to do. So after talking to her last night, I totally needed a drink. I went to Albertsons to pick up some Vanilla Coke and Parrot Bay rum and when I got home Alan was already there.

So I start drinking and getting happy and we're flirting and playing Mario Party and suddenly Alan decides he wants to go to bed and fuck and not play video games anymore. Fine. So we get into bed and we're having a good time and I suggest he goes down on me. When he starts to go down I laughed (I don't know why, I was drunk) and he suddenly stops and rolls over and goes to sleep - totally ignoring me. I kept asking, what's wrong, but he wouldn't tell me until this morning. What a dork, I was laughing at everything, he doesn't have to take it so fucking personal. So last night I went back to being unhappy.

Then today he's all cleaning and stuff and I decide to get on his good side by taking him to a Chinese buffet (not my personal favorite type of food, but whatever). And he tells me he's going to take 2 1/2 years to finish up at IAIA and then wants to go to school some more and do another Bachelors degree except this time in education. And I start to get unhappy again because I realize at that rate he's never going to get me pregnant. And I'm 27 years old already - goddamnit. I can't wait much longer. And it makes me wonder if he's the one or not. And I wish that I could sleep for 5 years while he's getting his shit together and when I wake up I'll still be 27 and ready to have children with him. And I wish that maybe I could just die because if I can't have children soon and I don't want to move in with my mom and I don't want to just settle and end up 30 and childless I'd rather be dead. I'm seriously considering going to the hospital and having myself committed because I'm so depressed and feeling so suicidal.

Can you believe people trust me with their children? I have a babysitting job tonight. It's at a hotel and not through I Am Kids. Haha, Linda called me today begging me to babysit but I told her I was babysitting for a friend. Yeah right. Anyways, I'll be okay, I would never hurt myself when I'm taking care of kids.

There are three levels of guys: datable, fuckable and worthy of being the father of my children. I used to go out with all kinds of guys, then just the fuckable ones. But now I'm looking for the ones that are worthy to be the father of my children.

I'm 27 now. Not old but getting there. My dream of being a teenage mom long gone now. I'll never be be a young mom. Bad relationships kept getting in the way. I should have been more selective. Now I'm too selective.

I require a man who's intelligent but not arrogant, shows kindness but isn't a pushover, is humorous but not at the expense of others.

In a few years I won't even require that. I'll lose all selectivity. My requirements will dwindle down to fuckable, datable and eventually affordable.

Don't look at me like that! I'm talking about going to a respectable sperm bank and making a withdrawal. Got any artists or activists? How about a member of Greenpeace? Come on, you must have a Democrate lying around in there somewhere!

I'll move to the wilds of Georgia. Build a geodesic dome home and live in harmony with nature. I can see it all now: solar panels, composting toilets, spring fed water, organic garden and a T-1 internet connection. Yup, it will be all about the simplicity.

I'll birth my child under water, surrounded by my friends Charli and Lars (two girls with male names). I'll homeschool my child, unschooling, teaching them to think for themselves and that life is their greatest teacher. My friend Eric (I call him Air, he calls me Rain) will stand as father, doing fatherly things, whatever that means.

And I will teach my child the subtle differences between datable, fuckable and worthy of being the father of her children.

* i hurt: but I try not to show it
* i love: silly things
* i cry: at tax time
* i fear: blindness
* i hope: GWB doesn't win the next election
* i feel alone: most of the time
* i listen: to my mother, sometimes, actually hardly ever
* i taste: morning breath - yuck
* i remember: how much it sucked to be a teen
* i hold: my keys in my hand when it's time to go
* i hide: everything
* i pray: for children
* i walk: to my car
* i drive: with pizazz
* i read: at night before bed
* i burn: oven drippings
* i play: The Legend of Zelda incessantly
* i miss: my friends back home
* i feel: hot
* i know: that life gets better
* i dream: of having babies
* i have: everything to live for
* i am: awesome in my purple Docs
* i need: a good man that wants to support me while I have babies and make art
* i live: on a mountain, right at the top
* i crave: a frappuccino
* i wont': have sex just to get rid of a guy anymore
* i pretend: that I didn't just say that
* i smile: to feel happy
* i cant: wait to get my hair cut
* i laugh: all the time
* i lie: but only so as not to hurt others
* i wish: that GWB was all a bad dream
* i trust: more now than I used to but less than I did as a child

So Friday night I invited Lars and Natasha to go to Albuquerque with me for a girls night out. Ended up being just me and Lars but that was fine. We went to the Thai restaurant first and Lars really liked it. The waitress was funny. She asked me how I wanted my green curry and I said Thai hot. She looked at me and said are you sure? I told her yes, I want it "Thai Hot", I've been here many times. So she gave in and went to get our drinks.

The food was grand and then we went in search of Barnes and Nobles. This is kinda funny though. We ended up driving miles past the B&N because I was thinking it was attached to a mall and really it was just like the kind we have in Orlando, standing by itself or next to a Petsmart. So when we finally got there we were SO happy. We had coffee and the guy behind the counter gave us 2 brownies for the price of one. OMG they were big fucking brownies. We couldn't finish them.

So after all that we went in search of the Hinkle Family Fun Center. We were driving up Tramway and I said, oh look at that huge American flag, I bet that's it, and it was. I don't really like the idea of the Hinkle FFC because it makes it sound like a family can't have fun at home without any video games or without spending money. But anyways, we got some tokens and started playing DDR. Lars wasn't very good at it, but hell I sucked for a long time on DDR. I don't think she liked the fact that the machine insults you if you do bad. But we played for like an hour and by then we were sweaty and tired and drove home.

But the drive home was a lot of fun! We listened to my Muppet tapes and sang along and just laughed. I'm so glad Lars is back this semester. It makes my last semester at IA so nice.

She should be here soon because we also reinstated our Sunday breakfast tradition.