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It has been nearly four weeks since my return to Savannah, and my desire to write a blog was quickly placed upon the back burner within the first week. My life became significantly livelier than it had been during my … Continue reading →

So, here’s the skinny. I feel like my posts have been starting to get shorter and shorter, so I’m considering writing weekly instead of daily. Perhaps I am just being lazy, but by writing weekly, I may be able to … Continue reading →

My first full day in Savannah has been beautiful. After waking up, I grabbed a few groceries at Kroger and started to settle in to the apartment. At three, I ran over to the CSF building to set up my … Continue reading →

I am getting ever closer to actually being packed and ready to go to Savannah. Today, my dad says, “I’m gonna show you how to pack.” I say, “Cool deal.” He worked offshore for a number of years, so he … Continue reading →

I am a pack rat. I keep useless papers for ‘in case I ever need them’ which, in all reality, usually turns out to be never. I steadily collect little oddities that seem good to keep for some reason or … Continue reading →

I have been in Baton Rouge for the day, and catching up with old friends has been great. It is currently three o’ clock in the morning and I am dog tired. I will elaborate on my time here tomorrow, … Continue reading →

I am writing tonight from a hotel in New Orleans’ French Quarter. This city is wonderful, and I do believe that living here would be a pleasure. There is so much life in this place, and the city buzzes in … Continue reading →

I recieved a letter from a friend today. It came typed on quad-ruled paper in a faintly yellow envelope. As expected, the personality of her typewriter came through as it does on The Green Giant, and it’s interesting how every … Continue reading →

I’ve noticed that when school is out for any length of time I end up fiddling around in Garageband. It relieves my yearning to create music, but only as much as light snack relieves hunger pangs. Today I nearly wrapped … Continue reading →

I live on the eastern end of seventy acres across the road from a sleepy bayou. The seventy acres extend mainly westward in a long strips like long sentences with the occasional patch of trees acting as punctuation. Continue reading →