I stopped writing here (shortly after I started writing here) because I broke up with the boy and in the turmoil of changing my life routines, this got thrown by the wayside. But now things are settling down, slowly. I’ve defended my undergrad thesis, written my final final paper, graduated from college (!!) and found a job. It’s not a good job — it’s actually mindless and kinda crappy and my grandma will insist I’m too smart for it — but it’ll pay the rent, and help bide my time while I figure out what I want to be when I grow up. Yeah, I’m just like everyone else. But hey, I’ll try to write.