Anyone who reads this, ATTENTION, ATTENTION! I am moving. Literally and electronically. Not 100% sure where I'm moving-moving to just yet, but just so you all know, I've decided to move my online ramblings to Blogger. If you're close to me--I like you, you like me, I trust you with my inner thoughts--then next time we talk/chat, maybe I'll give you the link to Barb's Blogger.

I might use this a lil bit from now on, but will eventually phase this puppy out. After I've saved all my entries onto my hard drive. Wouldn't want to lose all this hard work, right?

Anywho--enjoy the new digs. Tell me if you like the template I picked. Much Love, B.

ugh, this cold is getting worse. So much nasal drip. Scratchy throat. Blech. Today, I've gotta get a parking pass for Mic, do some reading, maybe print out more applications, fill crap out, oh and fax that stuff to those Teach in Viriginia peeps. So I guess I've got a day ahead of me. Maybe I should turn off the Cribs.

Oh and last but not least... I'm seeing Edwin McCain tonight. By myself, which sucks, but I love him. He's a great performer, great to his fans, and relatively cheap for a concert... so he's worth it. I'm bringing my cover to the Austin Sessions and maybe he'll sign it.

This won't be long, 'cause Bren's basement is a friggen ICE cave right now. *Brrrrrr* Just wanted to confirm, once again, that Elizabeth Rose Pickett is the cutest baby in the wooooorld. She fell asleep in Aunt Bawbie's arms and I can hear her breathing on the monitor right now... sweetness. She's all pudgy and cute and 15 months old and walking around. And she likes to climb the stairs or sit on the first step and stomp her feet. She also likes to try to open the cabinets that Chris just child-proofed for this weekend (one less thing for AB to worry about). And she gives me kisses. The best. She sits on my lap, real tired and all, and because she wants to woo me into giving her a bite of my tater tots, she tilts her head up and plants a kiss on wherevers closest--shoulder, cheek, she doesn't care. It does the trick.

Being in L'Pool was great. Could've used another week... but vacations are fleeting. And my fingers are frigged... so I can't ramble anymore... sors... *brrrrrrrr*

The Ra-ness comes tomorrow night! HorRAh! lol whatevvs, shut up. The airbed pump is charging as I speak/type. lol I'm feelin a'ight about work... I'll have allllll day tomorrow to work on Gordon's final, due Wed. Plus, seems Ra needs to do some workie, so I'll make her work while I read. It'll be like old times. ... When we don't get anything done. *snort*

I can't wait to show her around! I haven't really had anyone to show C-bus to... Bren's trip was short and we only saw the mall. I hope the rain freakin holds off so we can walk around campus... I want her to see how pretty it is, dammit! We'll walk the High St... lots to see there. Maybe hit the drinkie? Who knows. It'll be Indy Sunday when we visit Bren... whooo, partaaay! It's been a while since I've enjoyed a 500.

*sigh* Guess it's time for my horrid horrid class... only two more Thurs nights of this guy. Peace.