Living in College-land, continued.

My dear readers. You all are writing to me, asking me what I am up to, and urging me to continue to post blog-entries. I will oblige. As an excuse, let me show you what I've been up to in the meantime:


Of course it's hard to focus on one's blog when one's local grocery store makes it so so convenient to set up for a beer-pong game. I mean, I walk in, I walk straight to the beer, and the ping pong balls and red-plastic cups are already waiting for me. Such efficient marketing means that there is little interim time--time spent wandering, contemplating, and making up my latest blog entries. Instead, I wake up at 10, get something to eat, and start over again. With beer pong, that is. Who can blame me?

Higher education has its perks. And they never made it this easy to enjoy them when I was an undergrad. THAT'S for sure!

Thank god for the 1960s!

I swear, if the 1960s never happened, if people had never marched on the streets, if the ERA had never been passed, where would we women be? Well let me tell you: we'd be without such essentials as these:

I am certainly very glad that with our "Liberty" comes a remedy for both those doggone mood-swings and those flabby thighs. Each is available for just over a dollar less than minimum wage. God bless this country! Can I hear an amen, sisters?