Um, do you know how much it would cost to ship yourself to North Carolina from Ohio via FedEx Priority Overnight?

FIVE HUNDRED TWENTY SEVEN DOLLARS!

Five. Two. Seven. HUNDRED.

And that’s only if you weigh FIFTEEN pounds.

Yeah, needless to say, I asked the FedEx clerk if we could try another, cheaper service, because I think my boss would kill me if brought back that receipt.

Ryan was here this weekend, yaaaay! :D This means that I got picked on twice as much as usual. At first it kinda sucked. Then it kept on sucking.

I think that’s the only picture I got of the two meanies all weekend. We were leaving Union Terminal after seeing Bodies, which was really neat, and surprisingly different from the Bodies exhibit I saw in Houston years ago. I was saddened by the lack of Operation in the gift shop, but they did have the Giant Microbes. And really, what more do you need in life than an adorable stuffed chlamydia?

Other than being the butt of every joke, I really enjoyed having Ryan around. (MOVE TO CINCINNATI!) We got caught up on a lot of things, he provided me with interesting insights and perspective, and after Meanie #1 left for his business trip in Chicago, Meanie #2 made sure I still got my daily dose of ESPN. Not to worry, Andy. You left me in good hands.

Now it’s back to reality — cold, cruel reality. The next couple of days at work will be crazy, plus I got another rejection letter in the mail. I haven’t done nearly enough work or writing, but I’m finding it hard to drum up the energy for either. (Too much worrying, too much negativity…) Seeing as it’s 7 hours before I need to wake up, I should probably go to bed. Thank god I have a warm, adorable puppy to cuddle.

When I was younger, I used to wonder what my life would be like when I reached certain ages… I’m not sure I made it past about 20… But what I probably would have imagined, back in the day, is that I’d have some kind of career I was totally in love with, for one.

This is actually from my friend Mary’s most recent LJ post, but it sounds like something straight out of my own diary. As I child I dreamt about high school and especially college, but somehow my imagination never really got past that time frame. I’m not sure why. I am sure, however, that not having a good idea of what should or could or might come next had me terrified.

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I feel like we’re standing on the edge of something big. Take a leap of faith with me.

(From today’s PostSecret.)

Dear Shonda and Grey’s writers,

Now THAT was a good episode.

Love & thanks,
Kristan

Check out this article on China’s Pop Fiction.

(I’m on time this week!)

There’s this Italian place that Andy and I go to sometimes, only… I’m not sure why. The first time we went, we were pleased with the food, and the service was fine. The second time we went, the restaurant was 75% empty but we were told there would be a 30 minute wait, so we went across the street to Chipotle. (GOOD CHOICE.) The third time, we realized the food wasn’t really that good. The fourth time, we realized the service was terrible.

Needless to say, we’re not going anymore.

Fortunately our last trip was not for naught. We saw these cute little old ladies dressed all in red and purple. According to a knit banner draped over the back of one woman’s chair, they were the Secret Society of Little Mama’s Village (or something like that). And even though Andy told me he’d stand up and shout to blow my cover if I tried to take a picture, I took two.

This one came out best.

A heartbreaking find:

A recent report by the National Endowment for the Arts found that 53 percent of Americans surveyed hadn’t read a book in the previous year.

… I’m sorry, WHAT?

For someone like me, that’s like saying, “Hmm, I think I saw the sun twelve months ago.” I mean, I may not have as much time to read as I used to, but I don’t think a single year of my life has gone by without my reading at least 1 book.

Seriously, people?

[sigh]

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