Inquiry

Has anyone ever noticed that those philosophical crises pop up at the most inconvenient times? The question "who am I?" could not come at a worse time than this weekend. I am swamped! Part of me wants to morph into this new person, while part wants to get back to my roots, while the other says, "What on earth are you doing??? You have two tests and three projects due this week! What's wrong with you?!" Anyway... please think of me in my morass of schoolwork. *chuckle* Also, my vocabulary seems to be becoming something that my coworkers and some of my school peers simply cannot understand. Seriously, who uses "quandary" in everyday conversation! *laugh* I am insane. I love you all. (And by all, I mean Angie, who seems to be my only reader. Angie, you are a wonderful person. I love you dearly.)

Today's musings

It's only one musing, really. Does it take a special kind of man to love a woman who lives in jeans and t-shirts?

Also... when did I become a woman? I'm not a little girl anymore, that's for sure. It's odd, though.