Diane’s World

Hey! This isn’t even Diane! This is me! Andrew! I like exclamation points! I just set up this site! And I drank too much Diet Mountain Dew! Tonight! Diet Mountain Dew is disgusting! Diane says it’s good for cows! She’s wrong!

Enough! Hope this blog is more interesting in the future.

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Howdy y’all!

Well I definitely am home.

Umm… Let’s see if I can make this past week interesting:

I live at my sister and brother-in-law’s apartment most of the time. It’s tons of fun. Sleeping on a couch and living out of a suitcase is interesting. Well, I’m not complaining.

I get to watch my stink-bombinator nephew, Patrick. Sarah has a nice, big, pregnant belly and I get to help her out when things get a little too difficult. So things like diaper changing and feeding Patrick are now my everday chores. (woot)

And I’ve gotten more than my fill of Sesame Street and Arthur, thanks to my nephew.

Sarah and Andrew are moving to a house in a few weeks, so I’ve also been helping around the house and doing packing/lifting that is difficult for preggie Sarah to do.

um… I got to wash a kitchen floor today!

And Sarah says that I get to clean the bathroom tomorrow.

Yes. I am very excited.

I still have 100 hours of World Journalism homework to do (That isn’t an overexaggeration…)

I have four articles to write and attempt to get published.

And then I have a 2,500-3,000 word paper on a Christian’s view of Postmodern art to write. It will be very exciting.

Ha.

Well Sarah and Andrew prove to be very fun people to be around. Last night we ate the brains out of a watermelon.

Yes you heard me right. Andrew decapitated a watermelon, I drew on a face with a permanent marker, and then we ate Hannibal style. I’ll show pictures later.

I feel as though I just lost 10 readers.

Oh well.

We also play a lot of board games. Sarah taught me how to play Chicken foot (a dominoe game) and Trivial Persuit is always a favorite. Too bad I never get the Sports and Leisure questions right. :-/

OHHH! Andrew pimped out my computer! Now I have a superty-duper mac. I would explain what he did but I know all of you would just glaze over and start drooling if I did. So just imagine my computer, with some added coolness… it’s exciting.

It’s pretty sad that I have to try and convince you that everything is exciting.

Anyway, they are watching Everybody Loves Raymond!!! Joy.

I will post again in a week or if anything exciting happens in the near future. Wait… everything for me is exciting.

I love my Mom.

Have a good weekend, everybody!!!

Love,
Diane

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Since I was stupid enough to delete my last post, I’m gonna do a lightning tour of the past few days.

You might want to sit down; this could be wild.

Thursday:

Broadcast journalism report on Tasti D-Lite with Amy.

Spent most of the time purse shopping rather than reporting yet still managed to have a nice presentation.

be proud. very proud.

Everybody else had to do homework that night (that I was already finished with).

Went to bed early.

I know I’m exciting.

Friday:

First half of class was on how to uphold and repair your reputation should you manage to screw up.

Second half was by a guy who wrote for Veggie Tales. He had a good talk… unfortunately I don’t remember the topic right now… shoot.

Then at 6 we had a really fancy dinner at the Harvard club, Nate Saint’s daughter, Kathy Drown, and her husband, Ross, spoke.

 (Nate Saint is the pilot in the whole “through gates of splendor / end of the spear ordeal).

Took lots of pictures with each other (it’s our last night together, sniff)

 Here are pictures:

Me and the infamous Max Belz attempting to look Winsome.

Jason, looking Arab, trying to kill me.

Me and Dr. Case

The future cover of “Vogue”. Or me and Amy.

And the inseparable threesome. Golly I miss those kids so much.

Dude, Amy, you are REALLY good at taking pictures. That is Max, half of Mary, umm… Me, and a tiny piece of Amy.

(RACHEL! I have a 12-tooth smile in that picture! Be proud of me!)

And I almost forgot - here is the entire class. Aren’t we winsome? That is Kathy and Ross Drown in the front.

Ok enough of those pictures (there are tons more… and they don’t get much prettier.)

Anyways.

Then we walked / rode the subway in the pouring rain to a jazz club.

And we were soaked.

And it wasn’t pretty.

Then Amy, Jason and I (naturally) broke off from the group, went on a random run to Walgreens, then our last time at Papaya Dog.

More hilarious pictures were the result.

This goes down in History as THE MOST hideous picture EVER taken. EVER. My stomach almost pops every single time I see this picture and it makes me almost die. Holy.

Our last Papaya Dog. So sad. And we are soaked to the bone from the rainstorm. In other words, this isn’t the most flattering we’ve ever looked.

I have a ton more pictures from that venture as well, but… woah I think you guys would die of either laughter or shock.

So I will save your life and not show you.

That night was very sad. We cleaned our room and packed. Jason came over and it took him a while to get motivation to do the same.

(I wasn’t very happy if you couldn’t tell from the :(s. )

Saturday:

Woke up early to finish packing/cleaning.

Trevor, Jason, Max, and Adam all came to our room to say goodbye.

Max stayed around for a little while. Amy and I went to his sadly bare room.

Man I wish I could upload this picture, but I can’t find my camera cord. Shoot.

Anyway we had out last laughs.

Then Amy and I went to our hotel, dropped off our bags and then went on our last adventures.

Went to MOMA (Museum of modern art) to laugh at the art. Some of it was actually impressive (like the Macintosh Computer for example).

Then we went to Anthropologie for Amy, then we took the Subway to Harlem.

Walked to Columbia University (Amy is considering it for Grad school…)

Then went to the famous Buttercup Bakery - with famous cupcakes. Got some to go, then went back to the hotel.

We got on Pajamas (yes, at 7:30pm thanks very much) and got our fill of pop culture TV and cupcakes.

Fell asleep.

Sunday:

We woke up early and went to breakfast together.

Then I got my bags and hailed a cab.

I asked the cab driver to use the Queensboro bridge (the 59th Street Bridge). Of course my iPod was playing “feelin’ groovy” (the 59th street bridge song by Simon and Garfunkel) while passing over it.

Maybe New York isn’t that bad.

Simon and Garfunkel have managed to capture the essence of the best part of New York - that one quality that justifies the place.

Hm.

The flight went smoothly.

I did my crossword puzzles and sudokus from probably my last copy of the New York Post (sadly enough my favorite paper).

And got in over 8 hours of music listening. Needless to say, I was content.

Now I am back in Washington. The place with a horizon line, clean drinking water from the tap, and no cockroaches (hooray!).

I decided the one and only requirement of my future home: IT MUST HAVE A HORIZON LINE! The more natural the better. New York’s tall buildings trap you in, like you are in a materialistic box of pop culture that makes me squirm uncomfortably with claustrophobia.

I miss Amy and Jason SO much. I almost don’t know what to do with myself.

No one here understands the importance of being “local”.

No one here laughs when I tell people to “don’t even worry about it”.

And I can’t even freak out about Mary Kate and Ashley Olsen anymore.

Geesh.

Monday:

I spent the night at Sarah’s (my oldest sister’s) house.

Worked out early in the morning.
Gonna get buff again, just you wait.
And I’ll beat everybody up (Especially you, Jeremiah. It’s tradition now.)

My dad gave me the sweetest Tri-pod ever.
Now I can stand still while taking pictures instead of laughing to hard and getting blurry pictures.
Haha.

Busy day. I copy-edited some papers for my dad, helped my mom write a resume, helped cleaned the house and finished my laundry.

I miss New York. Not the place so much, but the people.

My Aunt Linda comes from Texas tomorrow!

Ben Gibbard is my hero.

If you don’t know who is is, become educated.
And then listen to some Death Cab or Postal Service.

Honestly people.

Have a good week, y’all!
Love, Diane

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Woops. Boy do I feel dumb,

I accidentally deleted my last post.

Expect a mega-post tomorrow in compensation.

Much apologies to my fans… if I really have any.

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