Sweet and Low

Rain is gonna fall, the sun is gonna shine,
The wind is gonna blow, the water's gonna rise
She said, when the day comes, look into my eyes
No one's giving up quite yet,
We've got too much to lose--"Sweet and Low", Augustana

My uncle Adrian is dying of stage four testicular cancer. That just sucks. He's only about 35! So I am presently making éclairs for him, but as I was beating the snot outta the dough (it's very pesky to make éclairs), I realized that I *should* be making him **bread**! Everyone is always joking that my bread brings world peace and cures cancer! If nothing else, it would at least be kinda funny. And it can't hurt. Who knows, maybe God will work a miracle? :)

I'm on our stoneage desktop, and the monitor and/or video card are/is going out, so I apologize for any spelling errors. And capitol letters, or letters with tops or tails are truncated, making it extremely difficult to tell what exactly it is that I am typing. ^^; But Dad just haaaaas to use the good desktop for his DVD "appropriating".

I have discovered that freaking love Augustana.

As of Friday, all of my frinends that are leaving will have left. Time to make more friends! I'm pretty excited, I love to make new friends. Now if I could just get over this debilitating shyness I seem to have! Gosh darnit. I hope I can a) get a job and b) make friends with my new coworkers. I have an interview at Wadley Hospital Friday for...something clerical-y. I honestly don't recall. All of the jobs I 've applied for have begun to blur into a long stream of social security numbers and home addresses and references @_@

My mother's student assistant's mother OD this morning. She is almost certainly going to die. Dealing with the fallout of that has been fun. I swear I attract drama like nobody's business.

Till next time! <3