You know how when you buy a new car, you suddenly start seeing that type of car everywhere? It could be that’s the same kind of psychological deception that’s operating as I’m winding my way through my twenties. There can’t possibly be millions more twenty-somethings floating around the world than there normally are. Right? It has to be that I’m more aware of them; my antennae are up, and I’m blog hopping from one twenty-five year old to the next …

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Dear College,
No, I will not pay you $161.00 for permission to park on your campus. Will you guarantee me a parking space every time I arrive? Didn’t think so. Do you remember that little bill you sent me for my measly 9 hours of classes? Wouldn’t a small fraction of that be more than enough to cover a 5×10 concrete parking space? Oh, wait, I forgot that you were still paying off the $27,000 topiary bull, apparently a necessary enhancement of …

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It’s hard to be honest about my normal life with some pretty intensely scripted “reality tv” playing in the background, but I’ve given it a shot. The “About” section is now updated. You can tell how much sports has shaped my life by comparing how much I wrote about sports and FSU to how much I wrote about Clayton. It’s a character flaw, and I’m working on it. Thanks again, Tony.

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I can’t tell you why, but my fingers are crossed. One day I hope to explain, and believe you me, that story will be long and full of tears and exclamation points, but for now, I simply must cross my fingers.
Here is what birthday Sunday looked like:
This is what I bought after making the resolution to read more.
As excited as I was about this gift, I have my suspicions that Clayton has secretly entered himself into some sort of …

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I’m getting old. Yeah, I said it. And I will again: I’m getting old. This Sunday I will turn twenty-five years old. I know 25 is nowhere near the hill that one is apparently “over” at, say, 40, but nonetheless I’m on my way. And on Sunday I will be exactly 365 days closer to its summit. I’ve always known that I’m a bit of an old soul, but in the last few weeks I’ve felt more middle-aged than ever. Let me …

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Do you play golf? Ok, good. If you’re somewhat toying with the idea of possibly considering heading out to your neighborhood course, DON’T. As a former award-winning athlete (defensive MVP of the travel softball “World Series” when I was 10, thank you very much), I am basically an authority on what activities can be considered legitimate sports and which ones are deviously large scale practical jokes. Golf is not a sport. Golf is the total unraveling of my Christian nature. …

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No other feeling in life compares to the last day of class, the feeling of accomplishing something worthwhile, the feeling of completion, and the feeling of not having to twist uncomfortably in my chair to make my stomach stop growling for three whole weeks!
After my final exam today, I was so excited to be free of school that I raced home and am currently rewarding myself with Shark Week reruns. (Don’t even get me started about the horrific, mesmorizing glory …

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I don’t know that it would be wise to give away too many specifics about where I will be interning this fall. I’ve been scared straight by this story. What I can say is that there are certain things you might want to consider when preparing for an interview of any kind.
1.  Give yourself two hours to get there. I don’t care if the interview is at your next door neighbor’s house. If you hit even one snag of traffic or …

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