I am happy where I am in my life right now: perfectly content with my single-ness, and not looking for anyone more than Christ to fill my time. Having said that....
I was bored the other day (Or, more accurately, I was avoiding work the other day) and I stumbled across one of those "meet-your-match" websites. Just for kicks (to waste even more time) I decided to fill out a survey just to see what their profile said about me and whether I agreed with it or not. I forgot, however, to erase/close whatever account was started when I finished.
So today I get an email about a potential match. Not only does this person live near me, I know him. In fact, we are actually good friends.
My account is now closed and I think I've got some 'splaining to do....
Saturday, August 27, 2005
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
jiggity-jig
Home again. And by that I mean beautiful Blacksburg, VA. Believe it or not I moved back three weeks ago.
{Pray, then, why hadst thou neglected us?}
For the past two weeks I have actually been without connection to the outer world. I ventured where no sane person ought, where no cell-phone signal is found. Thankfully I am not exactly sane. I was at Mountain Lake Biological Station with the rest of my Field Techniques class. Yes, it is technically owned by those we do not speak of but none were to be seen during our stay. (Methinks lost in fear and trembling.)
Ah, MLBS, where tree-riding is a highly competitive sport, mice can be listed as arboreal species, and 80% of the class (including the instructor) holds a dear cold brew in their hands during lecture. I had a blast. We did everything: small mammal trapping, salamander surveys, mist netting (birds and bats), bird banding, remote camera sampling, tranquilizer gun practice, rocket netting, bear snare setting....And then I had to come back down to boring old school.
Actually, school this year will be anything but boring. I've four rather challenging courses plus an undergraduate research project in remote camera sampling (I've fallen in love with it). So time management will be key this semester. Wait, let me rephrase: Good, productive time management will be key this semester. I've never really had a problem managing my time...My management goals have just been slightly skewed.
Classes are starting back up and I'm not sure how solid a start I have. Already I am neglecting work to write to you.{Hey Mikey, she likes us!}
{Pray, then, why hadst thou neglected us?}
For the past two weeks I have actually been without connection to the outer world. I ventured where no sane person ought, where no cell-phone signal is found. Thankfully I am not exactly sane. I was at Mountain Lake Biological Station with the rest of my Field Techniques class. Yes, it is technically owned by those we do not speak of but none were to be seen during our stay. (Methinks lost in fear and trembling.)
Ah, MLBS, where tree-riding is a highly competitive sport, mice can be listed as arboreal species, and 80% of the class (including the instructor) holds a dear cold brew in their hands during lecture. I had a blast. We did everything: small mammal trapping, salamander surveys, mist netting (birds and bats), bird banding, remote camera sampling, tranquilizer gun practice, rocket netting, bear snare setting....And then I had to come back down to boring old school.
Actually, school this year will be anything but boring. I've four rather challenging courses plus an undergraduate research project in remote camera sampling (I've fallen in love with it). So time management will be key this semester. Wait, let me rephrase: Good, productive time management will be key this semester. I've never really had a problem managing my time...My management goals have just been slightly skewed.
Classes are starting back up and I'm not sure how solid a start I have. Already I am neglecting work to write to you.{Hey Mikey, she likes us!}
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