I can't believe I'm leaving here day after tomorrow. As evidence of this disbelief - nay, denial, even - I present my totally unpacked belongings, still split between Rockwell House and Baker House. Though everything from the office is now in a big pile on Rory's desk. I had no idea I had so much stuff in the office. I hope everything fits in my car, or I will be getting a later start on Tuesday and mailing things first. But really, it should all fit somehow.

Tomorrow we are having a barbeque at the house, and I am making potato salad. Yum. I do so love potato salad.

My friend Stephanie from high school moved to St Louis yesterday. This means we're in the same place at the same time, which I don't think has happened since high school. Isn't that interesting? I think that's very interesting. I'm trying to call her.

Right. That's enough. This has now been updated.

I'm going to update, so that I can berate Ryan for not updating hers without qualm.

Qualm. That's a good word.

Today Kirsten's day-of-being-received. That sentence needs a verb. Was. Today WAS Kirsten's day-of-being-received. Yes. Excellent. Very exciting. Etc. Congratulations Kirsten, is really what I meant to say.

Ryan is leaving me again tonight. But tonight she's coming back a lot earlier than last night. Last night I watched three movies (Peter Pan, Robin Williams Live on Broadway, which really isn't a movie, and Boys on the Side) while she was at Trivia Night at the cathedral.

Right. I really have nothing more to say. Ryan should update now.

I like rain. I like walking in rain, dancing in rain, leading creek hikes in the rain, watching the rain roll down the windows, hearing the rain hit the platform tent, etc.

However, I do not like operating a motor vehicle in the rain. I do not like the traffic patterns caused by the rain. I do not like the slippery nature of the roads caused by the rain. I do not like the standing water caused by the rain.

Today, I got the extreme privilege of driving to Ladue, East St Louis, the Central West End, and the area north of Delmar in the rain. Hooray for me.

However, coffee afterwards was good, and now I get to have dinner.

And then go back out in the rain.

Also, the space between Marisa and Jen is inexplicable. Don't know why it's there, hoping it will go away. It's unsightly.

And the winner is...

wide-eyed and laughing!

Though you could probably tell that from the title now apparent.

Rory is gone now, which is a thing she should not have done. Jen and Chaz are also gone, and people will continue to leave, and that is also a thing which is ill-advised. (At least until I myself leave.)

Also, it's still up in the air whether Donna will live or die on West Wing. I vote for living, but I'm pretty sure they both don't care and have already filmed it.

That's enough for now. Thanks to everyone who voted - and Mike, since you didn't get to vote, I'll give you a link even without a comment. But you have to comment later some time.

I've decided that my blog needs a permanent title, to encourage me to post on it and others to read it. SO - I have insanely, but not obsessively, narrowed the possibilities to 10 (yes, all of which are Indigo Girls lyrics or references) and YOU get to vote on the title!!! Post me a comment and let me know which ones you like or don't like, and if enough people read this and vote, I'll give it an actual title and description.

And the nominees are:

~hope around the edges
~crossing from the sacred ground
~we are not precious
~looking for a sacred hand
~a hand in the darker side and our sights set on Zion
~wide-eyed and laughing
~dark in a pocket of truth
~middle of impossibility
~one true root
~dignity & light

Now you should vote. And if you're Ryan, you should also stop complaining that my blog needs to be updated.