Preparing for my comeback tour

was that a poorly executed Michael Jackson joke? Sorry. I had nightmares last night that MJ's head was attached to FSU's body. Don't even get me started on the roller coaster of emotions I have about that situation... mostly disgust at the way people react. I heard a woman interviewed saying this was the worst thing that has ever happened to her. She didn't know him, never met him. Really? Your life must be totally amazing if the worst thing that ever happened to you is that a complete stranger died and everyone made a spectacle out of it. Come on CNN show some real news. Hate me if you want, but I think his life was much sadder than his death. Doesn't it seem like he just suffered immensely for decades anyway? My psychology degree has been rearing it's ugly head these days.

So back to the subject at hand, I am attempting to resurrect this lonely neglected little blog over the next few days. A lot has happened since we were last together. I got a promotion, I bought a bike! I started running (mostly because my sisters and I signed up for a 10K in October) and I am now the VP of my sorority's DC/Maryland alumni association.

Also my very best friend moved away again, my most favorite coworker left for bigger and better things, like an office with a window, oh and we got a cat. Sookie, yes after the character in True Blood. She is part Siamese, the prettiest cat I've ever seen and also a serious bitch with a penchant for scratching people.

What's new with you?