Why am I having chest pains? Is it the untidiness (is this a word) of my room?  the fact that I’m panicking over finals? the prospect of failure? all of the above?


Can I go to London now? kthnx.

Today I had a really great chat with my lit professor. She’s a great lady, and she really understand my intense passion for family and dreams and goals. We talked about majors and marriage and school and children and movies. It was really nice to just have someone who could play a huge role in my future tell me that I’m doing okay and that I’m on the right track.

In class today we talked about a Dr. Simpson in the econ department at the university who is under federal investigation for possession and distribution of child pornography. REALLY?! ugh.