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Wow. Vacations are hard work! I was up to my eyeballs in textbooks and assignments for such a long time, and although I was enjoying it greatly, I was also secretly looking forward to SIX weeks (!) of vacation between terms. There were a lot of promises made to myself (and others!) that I’d catch [...]

Every year as Thanksgiving approaches, I have mixed feelings. Not about the giving thanks part. It’s just that I’m something of a procrastinator, a very BAD planner, and a lousy housekeeper. And I have ankle issues. Talo-calcaneal coalition, for those of you who like big words. In little words, it just means my feet hurt [...]

I’m taking an anthropology course this term, called Intercultural Communication. I wasn’t sure what to expect, but it’s turned out to be really interesting. I thought, having grown up in Japan and living in as many places as I have, that I was pretty culturally aware. But, as usual, there’s always more to learn. This [...]

Another rerun… sorry, nursing school is HARD!!! I’ll write something fresh just as soon as I can spare a few brain cells, I promise. Meanwhile… This essay was written as a followup to the essay Valuable Information for my Family and Friends, concerning how to protect yourself from alien abductions. Enjoy. Darn. It turns out [...]

In case you have been wondering where ToastyFrog has been for the past couple of days, we were victimized by Verizon and friends. Again. Greystork, who generously hosts my blog because my webserver is too ancient to properly handle it and I’m too busy studying to learn to use Apache so I can build myself [...]

When I was pregnant with my firstborn son many, many years ago, I once craved a chocolate eclair. Cravings while pregnant can not, by any stretch of the imagination, be compared to non-pregnant cravings. Pregnant cravings are Kodachrome cravings; high-resolution, perfectly lit, color-balanced works of epicurean art, radiating the barest hints of tantalizingly delectable aromas [...]

Many, many moons ago when Wonko was an innocent babe… No, wait — THAT wasn’t Wonko… At any rate, a long time ago when Wonko (a.k.a. Ryan) was much smaller than he is now (and his brain wasn’t fully developed), the kids and I were in our somewhat elderly Oldsmobile one day on our way [...]