I feel obliged to update, if no other reason than to tell you that nothing is going on..
Also, perhaps, to remind myself that there ARE things going on, and I should be thankful...?

Here's the scoop:

• I thought the Emmys were great fun. I don't care if they got bad ratings. I do care that reality tv got its share of the spotlight (our generation can not deny the effects it has had on our common popular culture, and we can't just pretend like no one is watching these shows). But I do understand that reality shows are killing gifted, scripted television and its gifted writers, which is why I'm also glad Tina Fey finally got major props for her sitcom, 30 Rock (which, btw, I finally started watching season 1 of on netflix online...it's pretty funny). I also won the emmy game against Seth this year, which never happens. I think my prediction for Jeff Probst's win for the inaugural Best Reality Host Award is what clenched it.
• On Monday I got a surprise phone call from Jonathan Ferrell, who is in town all week for some conference for work. He took Seth and me out to dinner at Ohana, this fun Hawaiian-Japanese-sushi place downtown (I called Amy for a recommendation). Not only was it mega yum, he looks great and it was so nice to have a visitor! Is this what the rest of you people get all the time, random fun visitors? If so, I'm so jealous. (p.s. We ordered so much food that we were all stuffed and I still had two whole extra rolls of sushi to take home and eat for lunch the next day. Now who's jealous?)
• I started school today. I'm taking two classes plus a required seminar of public lectures for one credit. I hate it. srsly. I think I'm over all the dorky* overachievers, and letting them make me feel bad for not being more like them. It's not their fault, I know. I'm just mad at myself for being so sick of school halfway through my program.
• On the up side, I started back at work again too, and despite having a crap load of new responsibilities to tackle, I'm also getting my own office! :D ok, so, technically it used to be our copy/fax, coffeemaker/mini-fridge, old term paper and department catalogs "closet"... BUT, with all that stuff gone now, there's enough room for a desk and a couple chairs...it's not exactly prestigious, but I think I get my own filing cabinet.

*I feel I should interject here...there's nothing wrong with being a dork. I've been pretty much a huge ole dork my whole life. My favorite people are all dorks. These are not those kinds of dorky people. These are the kinds of people that they base movies like Darkon and Monster Camp on (both of which I recommend, btw), you know, loser dorks, not just quirky, eccentric let's-take-off-their-glasses-and-put-them-in-a-ABC family-movie-about-inner-beauty dorks. Not the gonna-make-millions-after-I-graduate-and-show-you-jocks-who's-cool-now dorks. More like, pushing-30-singing-in-a-goth-band-can't-tell-reality-from-fiction-so-I-wear-a-cape-and-sit-in-coffee-shops-all-day-"working"-on-my-dissertation-for-the-fifth-consequtive-year-of-a-two-year-program dorks. Trust me on this.

Also, someone PLEASE give me an excuse to buy this dress. Because I think I'm almost obsessed with it.