Coming up just shy of a nervous breakdown. Not entirely sure why, but I do know that a large part of it is homesickness. Well, sort of. I don't miss Ames or Marshalltown but I do miss our friends. Though, sometimes I really don't miss certain ones. Especially when they lie to me.

Honestly, someone *cough, cough* decided to tell me that they had gotten a job and were leaving the country. That was mean. Although I was happy, I was also very sad and ready to start crying. And it was really mean because it was done online, so there was no way to know it was a lie. Of course, I've never been able to read this individual. That's very annoying.

Moving on...

I have an objection to using alcohol as an excuse to avoid your morals. Saying "Oh, well, it's ok 'cause I was drunk," is not ok. Unfortunately, that means no loopholes. Or, at least no easy ones. I think it's likely that if I could justify the alcohol loophole I'd drink more.

Below is a picture of the bluffs here in La Crosse. It's actually the view from our apartment. Nifty, huh. Click for a bigger picture.