More dysfunctional than the norm

I have a new favorite show, even though the show's been cancelled for three years. "Arrested Development" is a surprisingly refreshing humorous show. The Bluth's possibly the most dsyfunctional TV family I've seen in a very long time. I can't even begin to describe it. From Gob (pronounced Job), the talentless magician to Lindsay, the self-centered activist, everyone in the family brings something to the table. I've treated myself to mini-marathons in between the daily grind that is my life.

How can you not love this family?

I finished two of my classes and I just started two more this week. Strangely enough, one of the classes is being taught by an author I have a few books by. She's my English 102 class. I guess she tells me I suck at writing, I can probably give up my novel writing dreams for good.

I also stole, I mean borrowed, these photos my best bud uploaded on her myspace page from our time as bridesmaids.
I love this picture. Aren't we all purdy? We look happy, natural and not at all stressed about being bridesmaids. But I still stick by the theory that we were probably the worst bridesmaids in history and we should have been fired at the wedding. And my arms don't look that huge.

Also, I've actually written more of my book, and at this point, (but even that will be replaced soon) I have 57 pages. That's really huge for me. Like I might actually finish writing this thing for once.

Homecoming

This is completely inspiring for me.

Homesickness is where the Heart is. . . .

It's hard to believe that just a year ago I was still living in Italy. I never thought I'd miss it as much as I do, and to be honest, it still feels more like home than Ohio does. I'm afraid it always will. I won't say I ever hated Italy (I was SO stoked when I found out I was going), but for a time when I first got there, I was so homesick for the States, I would have given anything to be back here just so I could see a mall and have normal internet. After a little bit of time, I got used to Italy and the European way of life. I enjoyed it, I loved traveling, eating the local food (lots and lots of pasta, my favorite form of carbs), shopping in the shoe store down the street to pick up the latest pair of boots. It became home to me. Even now as I sit here writing, I'm homesick for Italy. Out of every place I've lived in the last nine and a half years, Italy was the one place I felt completely at home in. Right now, I'd drop everything in heartbeat if I was given the option to go back. It's HOME to me now.