Wednesday, April 11, 2007

pink is okay if it's lemonade

The new facelift for Facebook doesn't really bother me one way or the other, EXCEPT for the new Inbox tab at the top. Whenever anyone gets a new message, it just shows up as a number in paratheses. What happened to the charming little envelope icon? I have been conditioned to rejoice when I see that icon. I love love love getting messages, but this new method of announcing a new message doesn't seem very satisfying.

Other than that, I saw a million and one people at the Phi Beta Kappa iniation. And I just promised to keep in touch with about 4 professors, which in hindsight, was very foolish. I got to see Kambra! She was so excited to see Sara and I that she started crying. I miss her, and I stand by what I said (about a year and a half ago): I would marry her if it wouldn't cost so much to feed her. This is the woman who wants to eat her way through Italy. I ran into several profs that I know only because they have credit union accounts. Dr. Dennis challenged me to come up with a creative use for my PBK key. Apparently he knows someone who used it on his leather jacket zipper. Artie Limmer came by and took a picture of Dr. Dennis, Sara, and I. It's a little odd, because I don't think I ever introduced them to one another. I did meet one of the guys from the national office or whatever. I walked up to get pink lemonade, and he was getting iced tea. He congratulated me and asked what my plans were. It turns out he has a BA in English, so if this English professor thing doesn't pan out, I know I can always fall back on PBK as a career option. To top it off, the vegetable selection wasn't very good, but we ate Rosa's after anyway.

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