Homecoming week, so we had the barrage of absurd dress-up days, and the dance is tomorrow evening. Dear God, if you love me, which I sometimes doubt, please do not let every song be rap.

I had two college interviews this week. If only I had charisma. But I think they were okay. In one, the interviewer said that I was articulate. In the other, I was sitting next to a fountain which may or may not have drowned out my every word. (Fortunately, I speak with my hands. If the early humans could communicate with primitive gestures, I'm sure we could.) That's what happens when the interview takes place in a courtyard -- to add atmosphere? Honestly, I'd feel more at home in a cubicle for this type of discussion.

So... I'm applying to Kansas, Rice, Carnegie-Mellon, and Cornell for architecture. And some other public schools. Some of these are kind of long shots, but I might as well try.
If any of you know anything about these schools, I will gladly absorb your info....

Someday, in a distant but beautiful future, student council will not consume my life. The promised land... it calls to me....

I get the feeling I come across as a nerd. That's probably because I am one.