Blogger, it's not you. It's me.

Blogger, we need to talk. It's time. I've been flirting with the idea for a while now and that's not fair. My attention has been elsewhere and I haven't treated you how you deserve to be treated. You deserve better. You deserve someone who loves you for who you are. I can't force myself to fall back in love with you. I'm sorry to hurt you, but I'm in love with iWeb. I've changed and I've grown over the past few years and, we've talked about this, you never changed or grew with me. I'm not asking you to be anything but what you are, and I know you'll find billions of users who are highly compatible with you. We had a good run, but we're over.

Coming soon...a brand new blog. Brand new URL/RSS feed. Brand new design. my madeleines and madeleines written with light combined into one uber website. Stay tuned.

Schooooool's OUT. FOR. WIN. TER.

I did it. First semester of grad school? Done. Working full time and going to school full time kicked my trash a bit, but it's worth it. I put it off for too long and I'm glad I'm finally doing this for myself. Remind me I said that when my student loans are due, but whatever.

The program remains highly innovative and I while I like being the first cohort, there are a few marked disadvantages. I sort of feel like I'm the girl dating this rough-around-the-edges program - the girl who does all the work and whips him into shape and teaches him how to be an amazing program - and then I'll pass him off to the new girl next fall and he'll be all polished and amazing. Story of my life. Anyone? Ladies?

At any rate, for all the program's faults, Westminster is so responsive to students it's almost unreal. You want something changed? Call the program director. Done. You want to make sure something is improved for the cohort next year, shoot the faculty an email about the syllabus. Done.

I had my final two classes this week...and I woke up this morning feeling a bit adrift. You mean I don't have to set my alarm to wake up and start homework? You mean to tell me I don't have a huge paper to finish by Sunday night? Wait, no 300 pages of dry business text? What? I almost don't know what to do with myself. I mean, other than stay in bed all day long and tool around on the interweb.

my life according to facebook

No, I did not create this. There is a facebook app that generates the status content automatically. I love that my best friend Diane and her husband Andrew ended up in here so many times, but am not thrilled with the other status updates they chose. Still a very cool concept. Something I would like to create myself from scratch, actually.

Oh crap.

Remember when this could go either way?

Remember when this could fizzle out or turn into a sick, sad obsession.

Well...I'll let you make the call.

Yes, that's an expansion and full remodel with new stoves and a new patio.

Make it stop.

Please help.