Week in retrospect ...

The weekend that rang of normalcy, adult behavior, and family unity led into a beautiful monday of true spring weather. I have to say it was slightly disrupted by the freezing wind of Tuesday, family drama from Florida and diminishing bank account.

The cursed car has struck again. At auction it did not sell, can't you just hear the shock in my voice, so I called AAA and had it towed to the farm. Like many things with this car - it was supposed to be free but wasn't. Long story short, it will take me 6 weeks of paperwork and waiting to recoop the $90.

With two meetings under my belt and the compliment of being "the most prepared advisee" ever to grace Dr. B's office - I am squared away to graduate. I have taken diverse (and sometimes pointless) classes all over the world and bs'd my way into getting them counted for credit. Next semester I have to write TWO senior thesis's (one in Comparative Politics and one in Asian Studies). But beyond two 30 page original thought analysis papers I only have to take History of Jazz and Peacemaking: Gandhi and Nonviolence to complete my 4.5 years in higher education. Two degrees in less than 5 years ain't half bad.

Baldwin is bustling with preparations for the housing lottery and class registration for next year. I am aiming for a single room again, for the privacy that I have become so accustomed to. I have already had three different students stop by my room to say that they are going to be living in my current single room when lots are drawn for next year. I have three term papers to finish in the next fortnight. JI: Where they came from, where they are going, and how they will effect relations between the US and SouthEast Asia. Then I have an analysis of Colin Powell and why he is overly qualified to be President but why he has said he will never take the job. The final paper is for my Women & Politics class about the disparity in funding for women and mens medical research.

Happy St. Patricks day to everyone in the green and blue world. I have already rented Boondock Saints - it's tradition!