same old same old..and a bit of new...

So..I moved. I worked some heavy shifts, I wrote a ten page paper, I cleaned and furnitured, I slept on different couches..and now, when I finally have my bed back I'm going to visit my parents down south for a few days (easter break).

Another, equally large paper has to be done within a month, and before that a five page thing, comparing a couple of archive sites from a marketing strategic point of view. I hate marketing.

This weekend I had serious PMS - and i didn't even get irritated, never have..just worried and sometimes sad. (although, quite honestly I don't have serious PMS that often at all..). So, during this hormonal exaggeration of current feelings I realized that I'm in love. Ok..so I've known for some time, but I realized it in the "I have given this person a bat with my name written on it and now I can just hope he won't use it to smear my brain and heart tissue all over my life" - kind of way.
Fortunately there is little risk of this happening in that particular way, since he's a good guy, but...working night shifts and writing a ten page bureaucratic paper on document managing procedures and moving house to another temporary home, while contemplating such matters, certainly doesn't invoke any poetic thoughts on life in general.

The two guys I'm sharing apartment with are nice (one even made waffles today!), but..the bathroom is horrible. I have to fix it when I come home after easter.
I * will * not * shower * there * in * it's * current * state*
The rest of the area is surprisingly ok though.

I have also booked my trip now. I'm leaving for Colorado on the tenth of June, and I will stay there for almost three months. I'm eager to go, but the thought running through my brain the whole day today has been:

Does the government of the US actually WANT acts of terrorism???

...or is there some part of the equation that I have missed...
When did international diplomacy and common sense curl up and die in this particularly miserable way?

oh I am tired...