moving on.

There's nothing like eating semi-thawed frozen blueberries out of a coffee mug to signal the end of the semester. See, I bought this bag of frozen blueberries, thinking I would make subsequent purchases of vanilla yogurt with which to mix them. What I've failed to mention is that I'm pretty sure I bought these blueberries on my very first grocery shopping trip of the year. Not the semester, the whole damn year. So for six months, they've been staring me in the face every time I open the freezer hoping for amazing food to appear. And every time, I look at them wistfully, wishing I had some vanilla yogurt so I could just freaking eat them already.

But this time I gave up. Maybe I'll get yogurt next shopping trip, maybe I won't. Until then, I'll eat them on their own. They're not bad, but it's just... unsatisfying.

In other news, today I had a visit from Lyndsay and her family as she continued her quest to decide on a college. And guess what? She made her decision today in the middle of the school bookstore. I gotta hand it to her, she was really sneaky about it. After wandering off to peruse the clothes, she returned with a t-shirt, went up to her mother, and said, "so, should I get this one or the pink one?" I didn't see this happen, I only know that's what she did because then she did the same thing to me. And I'm pretty sure I was way too happy for her. I may have squealed. And bounced around. Or, as some may prefer to call it, jumped around. In the middle of the greeting card aisle. IN PUBLIC. Okay sorry.

Anyway, I'm beyond excited that she's coming to my soon-to-be alma mater. [Side note - it's only an alma mater after you leave, right? Let's go with that.] I get to help her a little bit better because I know the ins and outs of the school, and now I have an excuse to come back and visit. Hooray!

Unforunately, I am not having as much success moving on to the next aspect of my life. No job yet, although I'm still semi-actively looking. Which means I'm being lazy but planning on tackling more opportunities this upcoming week. It's hard, but I'm trying to stay hopeful. I know the job market is pretty rough, but I'm crossing my fingers that something will finally slip into place.

I really just wish I were in Lyndsay's position - I'd give anything to stay in college for four more years and find a job in a better market with better grades. But I can't. So, I've got no choice but to put up a really good fight.