Let's beat it with a can opener!

Well, well. It has been a busy week, has it not? Funeral, wedding, packing, moving. Zu viel, zu viel. ...Much death in many ways... 6 deaths in Arenac county in less than 9 days, not counting the metaphorical deaths.

Let's take a poll: What do you think my love language is and why?
a. Words of affirmation
b. Quality time
c. Receiving Gifts
d. Physical touch
e. Acts of service
I know, it's been discussed a lot, but it must be rehashed once again.

Ross moved to CMU today. It's quite sad.

Everyone must email me their mailing address. That includes you! (Lyne/Ben, Ross, Ryan, Leslie, Vanessa, BethAnne, Hannah, Jenny[A2], Tina[A2], Alecia, and etc.)... Oh wait, BethAnne's might be on Facebook. Hmm, I have an awful memory. Ross had said what is now the title of this post when he was getting ice and I had to have him repeat it many many times over the course of two days.

I was invited to and joined two new Facebook groups yesterday. One is a hot one for people with the last name of Swartz. The other one is for Giovanni, which DJ invited me to. I want them to show up in my top 30, but I'm not sure how I can do that without having to delete other groups. I deleted a few last night and I'm thinking about deleting the Zoolander one.

I wonder how Ross's first day was... It feels like he has been gone for a looooooooong time and it hasn't even been a day yet.

MP3 is so much better than AAC.