The only way to travel

Yesterday, I had the opportunity to take a 15 minute ride in a Black Hawk helicopter. It was incredible and I had a blast. I was worried because, while I had never been in a helicopter, all my other flying experiences involved airsickness. Fortunately, I always had ginger ale and a packet of cream cheese on hand to settle my stomach. This time however there would be no in-flight snack. I kept an airsick bag in my hands, but I never needed it. The ride was super smooth and the lifting off the ground part was a blast. Anyhoo, I have posted some pictures of my adventure for your enjoyment.

I am completely heartbroken. My thoughts are with the victims of the Virginia Tech tragedy, as well as their friends, family and the campus community.

Un-shun and Re-shun

I was thinking about Miller today. If you haven't noticed, he does not contribute to The Black Project anymore. He has also disappeared off the face of the planet, technically he got married, but as far as I'm concerned - same thing. After he stopped working in the office next door, despite his promises, he cut us all off. He promised a wedding invite, it never materialized. Needless to say, we think he is a bit of a turd. I was going to invite him to my commitment ceremony (me and my TV are registered at Target), but now he is not invited. Miller, you will miss out on all the fries and processed cheese, so suck on that!

Hair today Due tomorrow

So I still have a TON of work left to do on my final two research papers. I feel a little overwhelmed and a little ticked at myself for procrastinating (curse you wonderful, craptastic TV). I have had to buckle down and concentrate on school which means I have decided to put a moratorium on my crushing. I can no longer spend precious brain power on pondering what my crush’s hair smells like (I have never been close enough to him to smell his hair, but I imagine it smells like oranges and hotness).

Speaking of hair my cute, little, toe-headed Squidgy will be visiting next week. I am very excited because I haven’t seen her in almost a year and because I think that by now she is old enough (18 months) to write my papers for me. All my nieces and nephews know that as soon as they are old enough to poop mid-stride, they are old enough to type up my papers. Hoshie is the one exception. I am afraid the heat generated by his extreme anger would disintegrate my laptop.

BOOK SALE!

So I have been remiss in my blogging duties and I haven’t posted in a while. Needless to say, nothing has really been happening except for it being THE MOST WONDERFUL TIME OF THE YEAR – BOOK SALE TIME! Last week, my local library had its annual book sale and I loaded up, because I have an addiction. I have no idea when I will get around to reading all of my books, but I want to, that is why I bought them. I ended taking my grandmother’s little metal cart and I filled that thing – twice. I can now no longer see my floor because the books cover it (the bookshelves are full as is the space under my bed) which means I no longer have to vacuum – yeah for books! I do however have to keep up on my dusting, because I don’t want spiders making their homes in my books. After Bernard disappeared, I just haven’t been able to become attached to another arachnid. He was special and his place in my heart and in my slippers can never be filled, so I’m not allowing any of his relatives to take up residence among my stacks of bibliorific joy.

Also, I had the most interaction that I have ever had with my crush this past week. He spoke to me for a good half hour, well actually I peppered him with innocuous, non-invasive questions and he answered them in an extremely concise manner. Why do men not elaborate? Does elaboration fall into the frivolous behavior category along with asking for directions? Anyway, he was extremely kind and funny and I was just happy to get to know him a little better. I now know he likes bees – me too – they make honey –honey is good.