Wednesday Web Watch

I’ve been sitting on a bunch of cool webstuff for a bit. So here’s a break from the usual whine and cheeze about grad school:

30 days of work, and less than 30 till 30

time is beginning to fly by fast. I finally got my apartment in Chicago. And no matter which way I slice it, I think it’s going to cost me $1000 to move! GAH!… GAH, GAH! And that’s U-Haul. Like U do it U-self! I’m am not loving life at the moment. Drea had suggest that I get a furnished apartment and store my stuff. I’m beginning to think she was right.

No, check that, she was right.

And in general my mental state is all over the place. I have to pack, figure out how to move without going broke, take a trip to the west coast for a vacation, turn 30 (which will happen regardless of whether I’m ready or not) and then move.

Jel-looooooo all!

first of all, Happy Birthday Abby!

I’ve resubmitted my finacial aid form. I somehow don’t think I’m going to get any cash, but who knows. I’ve also started to fill out my loan applications. So we shall see.

It was wonderful having my family in town. We made it all the way out the Jello Museum (at the urging of my youngest brother). It’s a fun two hour diversion. And you get a free box of Jello when you leave. And all the kitch you can possibly handle in between.

What more could you ask for? How about some Jello trivia (courtesy of the museum):

Jell-O Trivia

March 17, 1993, technicians at St. Jerome hospital in Batavia test a bowl of lime Jell-O with an EEG machine and confirm the earlier testing by Dr. Adrian Upton that a bowl of wiggly Jell-O has brain waves identical to those of adult men and women.

lions and tigers and family… oh my

I think my family thinks that I hate them. Well that’s a bit dramatic. They’lll be coming into town tonight and I’ve been warning them that my apartment looks like a bomb hit it due to all the packing. So I was trying to put them off for a day. Which didn’t work. They’ll be coming through on their way to Toronto (something I had forgotten about).

About 40 days left.

And I just found out Uncle Sam lost my financial aid form. DOH!