Dear Diary,
I am in Minnesota. St. Paul actually. Posting from a Mac, ick. Just finished the brothers graduation ceremony. It was lovely, except for the part about us having to get our own chairs from a cavernous warehouse type room. Then there were bagpipes, and speeches, and everyone was so proud and happy.
My family has been torturing me with museums, and I told them that if this is the only activity that we can do as a family in our advanced ages, I am going to have find a new family. detract my membership from this one.
Time for dinner in the midwest.
Love,
Diana

Dear Diary,
What's expected of me in the next 4 days is completely unreasonable. It's spring, actually according to my school schedule, summer, and I am going to minnesota where it is 39 degrees right now!! tomorrow the high is supposed to be 42. This is farenheit. So this means I have to dress nicely, because it is a graduation, but dress practically, because it is cold, but dress season appropriate because it is spring/summer? I can't think of any piece of clothing that goes in to this category. We're going to have to make concessions somewhere. Either I'm going to be cold but technically in the right season, or toasty but dressed for winter at a graduation! Solve that one, Einstein.
I have been watching "The Office" except the british version. I am realizing that 1, some of the english are remarkably hard to understand, which is frustrating, damnit, it's my own language! and 2, that it is nearly identical to the American version. People have told me that the british one is funnier, but I don't agree. I like America. I like Americans. We're totally funnier. end of story. buck stops here.
Love,
Diana

Dear Diary,
Today I was completely off kilter, if you can imagine. I got lost driving to my grandmas house and lost driving to hydrofit at southwest pool. Since when have I forgotten how to drive in Seattle? This is pathetic. Maybe I should do some yoga. get centered, you know what i mean? Or I could do some ceramics, that involves a lot of centering. of clay. And when you get pissed at the clay you can just throw it against the wall.
Today at work, all the customers kept asking me what year I was in school. several people asked me if i was graduating this year! From college!! I have only been gone for a few months and this is what happens. It's like I've dropped off the face of the earth. But I'm not! I'm still here. Just covering more ground.
Love,
Diana

Dear Diary,
Watching too much of P Diddy's MTV special, "making the band", makes me want to dye my hair really dark and add blonde streaks, go tanning every day, dress like a fashionista and wear outrageous earrings. However, besides being expensive and impractical, this does not match the squeaky clean camp counselor image that i am developing. I really should work on getting more knee length khaki shorts and collecting eclectic flair for my counselor tie.
Love,
Diana